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turn time off
Alex swallowed at the pain so clearly evident in her voice. “we have people like that in our world, too. People who say that freedom is no longer practical, that we must surrender it for a greater common good.”
“Fear them,” she whispered “They are the heart of evil. They tolerate tyranny; excuse it, compromise with it. In so doing, they always bring savagery and death upon the rest of us”. Papa new guinea skinny, bellies bloat from famine Believe it Ripley; its time to choose GOD or mammon Hues of the halcyon crypto sporidium turrets emitted If the shoe doesn’t fit, who gives a shit? Just make sure that you’re acquitted Exhibit 9: Monitoring the conscious space-time in between each of your dreams Conclusion: nothing that they could find is seen exactly as it seems. Relax! it brings that stuff that seeps within the seams of meager means, Then manifests as your thoughts begin to grow breeze eager wings. Where it matters, you don’t. Right has always trumped true Too soon little red balloon touches the sky that loved you In the middle of infinity, the spirit’s glow willingly comes thru In the realm of this vicinity, its appearance isn’t always what it’s up to. Words, Art, Balance, Flow, placement, and timing bring the magic. Would you have really lived any different once u knew I was telepathic? Potential Squandered is the eulogy of the man who’s foolishly tragic But really when you add it, we is all a useless addict, woozy and famished Sorry, I Just had to fix me a sandwich, Irony on Rye with cheese You can’t blame the dog if flops in the dirt and gets fleas You can blame the frog who stays in the pot as its temp gets raised in degrees I can only blame myself because I am selfish at my root, u like these leaves? You can’t fathom how difficult it is to not exceed your speeds, so I turn off time Shout out to my pet turtles when I was 5, ping and pong, shell shocking the rhyme “who turned out the lights?” like the sewer gives a clue to your parties’ line I may be blessed, but this world is losing it, look around, things are hardly fine The martyrs rise in the autumn skies amidst cries ringing out for justice I know it is a lot to ask, but the dreams are keys, and you are gonna have to trust us There aint no time to remind that the mind will always incline to what lust does Or that a life that is sedentary will certainly start to rust cuz. I’m high on a love buzz.
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