An ancient habit of the society's intelligence.
A truth that by being hidden revolves under the deceived sincerity.
Honesty. Not present.
My thoughts can only hope,
I would just follow.
A different kind of story as some people claim.
Agreement wasn't always my way and with that I live.
Soft in any sense, as the boarders hug you.
Safe in this position but mad if believer you are.
Underestimate it with passion to escape.
Foolish perception of our existence.
A low source perspective.
At all what matters, the greatest.
Think.
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