FW266

FW266

The cry as a form of pleasure emerges lifelong soul blurred, The sense of protection to others and the terrible buzzing soul. What rises nor falls but always rises to the scam shit. What we really see is the rise and not fall off the cliff. In the heights of the waves, where green and blue lies fades. Surge red alert as the principles of others. The dark, gloomy, frivolous is not always present as it deepens the despair of a shriek and silent. In the words refers to the meeting of supernatural magic that involves passion. Off without a hitch, letter by letter builds a wall of words comes a literary inevitable fact … where the writing flows and tears of contentment unbreakable whose being is not opposed, but as it is revitalized and emerges through a break Antarctic ice that repels own magic of being among beings and outlandish as it fades into blazing fire of desire to pronounce the long announced. He writes and translates in the outpouring of the soul machine creation. Among lines and sayings here’s what the other one thinks and says. Sun Ku 

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