A pray spoken from the most consciousness of human form, the sound of wind creates the most smooth whisper to the ear of an unleash animal. Innocent expressed from a sinner face right in the morning after he kills the most pure heart of human being. Thousands of miles passed by just by blinked the eyes and took a minute to forget. That dark has come, and its not for the first, and still not get use to it.
Break the rules, find it out, figure it out, feel it, how it can embrace you to a level of approximately super human with standard freak of shit. This is getting better, just another door way step and a rock stop the foot movement.
No selfish, no regret, just take it for granted....
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