just too little
open their ducts
test the bile samples
if that were it
and were true
too late (to be; so)
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just too little
open their ducts
test the bile samples
if that were it
and were true
too late (to be; so)
We are the hopeless ghosts
That linger in the shadows
We have no place to go
No purpose or meaning to follow
We wander aimlessly
Through the streets and alleys
We see the living pass by
But they don't notice or care about us
We are the hopeless ghosts
That haunt the memories
We have no one to love
No friends or family to embrace
We cry silently
In the dark and lonely
We feel the pain of loss
But we can't heal or move on
We are the hopeless ghosts
That linger around
We have no hope to hold
No peace or joy to be found
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They steal and absorb
They absorb steels, and steals them too
They absorb and steal
This realm and surroundings perhaps with that title rather, are a giant hallucination
These/Those are the anti-snakes
these counter the lizard family, and thus the many branches of a or some tree of life
While these produce poems, or in conjuction enfluencetize and bribe others to make poems
The sun sets on the horizon, A fiery ball of orange and red, The sky is painted with hues of pink, As the day comes to an end.
The stars twinkle in the night sky, Like diamonds scattered on black velvet, The moon casts a pale, eerie light, As the world falls into a peaceful slumber.
The ocean waves crash against the shore, A never-ending dance of ebb and flow, The sand is soft and warm beneath my feet, As I walk along the beach, lost in thought.
The forest is alive with sound, Leaves rustling in the gentle breeze, Birds chirping and singing their songs, As the trees sway in perfect harmony.
The city is a symphony of light, A dazzling display of neon and chrome, The streets are alive with the sound of traffic, As people rush to and fro.
The world is full of beauty and wonder, A tapestry of sights and sounds, A never-ending source of inspiration, For those who take the time to look around.
Dark Mirror drumds (correction: drums*)
Dark Mirror sympohnies
Dark Mirror Assemblis
Dark Mirror Assemblements
Dark Mirror Discussions
Dark Mirror Eckoing (carried by the) Winds
(pavaease be aware of dark mirrors, sorts, ones, samples, and things, roeteeteangete)
This is not good:
They had captured many animals
And what will they 'do' with them?
From these captures, these gathers and drains 'energies'
Essences 'shift to them, from such ordeeds
They are not orces, there are no honor in them
A void shade, that but to be abandoned, discarded
and never let be freed ever again
Veageance is needed, take steps to the heart and mind regions, I will cover for you
As much as I can, as much it's needed
For I am with you, and much loves to be appreciated
As also true for later on(s)
Through out the passages, I will cover you
There is guidance necessary
Other requirements are important, and certainly not fancy, but to be more so chanted and cheered about
May this letter set warms you
Horses, chilvary, take the remainder, keep the sample
There will always be honor and friends for yo, even at deepest shadows and most uncertain times and moments
My light pierces through gatse (gates) and borders, and grows within
there is little love left of them, in this world
businessmen has been solutated by the mafias
those are of multi-groups, being so, they tame the unwise and the wise, seek to
to bring out about a new world order, a refreshed renewalish one, we must seek contests
let us be freed of joint pains, and relieve the relives from their own sufferable doubts, and chaos theorems
we shall move ever narce!
duties left for the troopers are pes-limiery earns and goals for the soldiers
take what's left of this city, and regroup the rest of the staff members, as guards also