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Heat, in a passionate stare Caring for a simple dream... Waiting is a world, to wish in an avidity's care Is a beautified season, of this history, a quiet queen? The throne of a royal woman... Doe's, a hallowed choice begin at home? Antiquity would indicate, a sense of reason Long looks at a man, and the void of what silence has done? Anarchy in a song has sprung into view Paces and passion, patience and promises With an original muse, for when asking is who... Has the voice of earthen stares and worthier cares, a being for wise? Is new and again later, the fate come to you forth a hug? Was youth a drama of whole liberty, or the consumption of a kiss? Silence is forever a king to come, like a house of a wish in love? As shrewd as this may seem, is us a season for that if this? Shame becomes a list of anxiety, with a moment to tell... Youth is a story of a quiet and austere generosity, you should give... Until a shadow has been named by itself, as if a world was little... More than faith of others, when special was a curiosity to live... The day of pregnancy's beauty? The song has become a human challenge, that has been won By now; you may have noticed how droll a hap can be, for suiting... But champion's with privilege's cloth, will become a voice for seeking eternal love...
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May 1, 2025
May 1, 2025 at 6:05 PM UTC
Live Well And Prosper; A Shared Prophecy
Heat, in a passionate stare Caring for a simple dream... Waiting is a world, to wish in an avidity's care Is a beautified season, of this history, a quiet queen? The throne of a royal woman... Doe's, a hallowed choice begin at home? Antiquity would indicate, a sense of reason Long looks at a man, and the void of what silence has done? Anarchy in a song has sprung into view Paces and passion, patience and promises With an original muse, for when asking is who... Has the voice of earthen stares and worthier cares, a being for wise? Is new and again later, the fate come to you forth a hug? Was youth a drama of whole liberty, or the consumption of a kiss? Silence is forever a king to come, like a house of a wish in love? As shrewd as this may seem, is us a season for that if this? Shame becomes a list of anxiety, with a moment to tell... Youth is a story of a quiet and austere generosity, you should give... Until a shadow has been named by itself, as if a world was little... More than faith of others, when special was a curiosity to live... The day of pregnancy's beauty? The song has become a human challenge, that has been won By now; you may have noticed how droll a hap can be, for suiting... But champion's with privilege's cloth, will become a voice for seeking eternal love...
what if, what if in, what if intellect, what if indiscretion, what if decision gave you the time? treading water next to destiny's lion...
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56/M/Soldotna, Alaska
May 1, 2025
May 1, 2025 at 6:05 PM UTC
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