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the forseen, we all have this in vision, please wait, dont turn the page of
the compelled we whither, then feather a dynasty to have waterfall, this oasis where emerals are born, has been imaged not long before the awakening ever thought placement thee grand tour of our trendsetter WILL BARE , SUCH LIKENESS poets, prophets, an all who bare the mark, the aura of true devotion. (our love). for it is thee only way, through out the vallies, an amongst the swine. i speak in true fashion, to have our one assured that the here is right now, an forever been, inside hollows nor disease, truth , then the exsplosion of darkness , countinuing to transform the clay then to form this cloan likness. i write in the forseen, the foresaw. to one who heard then hear of this fortune. our image is spirit, an our peace is love. (be forgiving) prophesy/2009 to all poets an priest of holy.amen
the compelled we whither, then feather a dynasty to have waterfall, this oasis where emerals are born, has been imaged not long before the awakening ever thought placement thee grand tour of our trendsetter WILL BARE , SUCH LIKENESS poets, prophets, an all who bare the mark, the aura of true devotion. (our love). for it is thee only way, through out the vallies, an amongst the swine. i speak in true fashion, to have our one assured that the here is right now, an forever been, inside hollows nor disease, truth , then the exsplosion of darkness , countinuing to transform the clay then to form this cloan likness. i write in the forseen, the foresaw. to one who heard then hear of this fortune. our image is spirit, an our peace is love. (be forgiving) prophesy/2009 to all poets an priest of holy.amen
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