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The weather will never agree,
Phenomenons and debris,
Fallen and still crashing streams,
Liberated and consensual feels,
I'll just live this through,
There was no afterlife,
But maybe, there's a future life,
Or another idiotic crisis,
I will not aspire,
For what I can't tell,
I will not anticipate,
For the crimes, the demons that await,
Instead I'll keep my confidence,
My sweet conscience,
Fill myself with desires,
I'll continue to keep myself from “respire”.

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-Next Book - Midnight Lightening♪

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