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beating hearts knowin how it starts we imagine what doesn’t like reality focusing incredible
“Even on the most exalted throne i… we are only sitting on our own bot… Michel de Montaigne
أغلق عيني والإغاثة في التنفس ، تترسخ قلمي في اليد يفكر بعمق من هذه الكلمات لفهم
Within the living ruin of ghostly shimmering heat, lays one hunter seeking that essence of the soul he hunts, and while in stealth,
I guess, more or less that within a single deck of cards… fifty-four standing alone and different, sets of circumstances one for each week of each year
And here is the thought to do all one can do in mind and thinking alone… required long walks and secret tal…
Go on, go on and fall to your knee… do not pretend, that you are afrai… Pleasuring me… Yes, do go and get your mandrake a… that black kettles fire…
All the world’s words, fool’s gold, or most quested wealt… quagmire for humans, and precursor, to poor mental heal… cunningly used against foe,
Reflect, upon the mood of men, in whose hearts lie fallow; their lives, lived in shadow’s dim… souls in murky shallows; standing proud, upon the life,
In a lifetime of thoughts now lost and on that day where the sands of your time cease to trickle down
Rare compassions, for that which saves life; benefits for you, from the provider’s prime; that one created,
A question begs; as do we all, of what ever came first? mull the quack and deplume any bird,
Roads of pain run sure and true throughout every nation built to last by vile fools whipping death’s ire elation routes designed to cause chaos
A close friend is silver, a true friend holds heart’s gold; only such friends stay with you, everyone else turns cold; memories carry us forward,
Friends, ask first of ‘where’ are… this question begs for an impish a… family, implies blood, of course f… however, simplicity’s rule rules e… future implores, truth’s present’s…