they were guilty for acting against the will of the stars
they were guilty because they were trying to trick the stars
the spirit of nature was not alone
he was not without them without defense
        
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        the witch of the lady virus imagines ugly things
like that girl
the one loved by the sun
is her slave
        
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        the jungle was tired
so she invented the eagles
from her eye, which had followed too many beasts of all kinds
she cried freely
        
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        why your heart hurts
why your heart hurts
she leaned like a willow
and now she sees her heart in a lake
        
...
    
        hate of the witch searches for a crack in her mind
hate your native tongue
remove yourself permanently
of something
        
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        the caresses around the heart
she looked like a blossoming flower
in warm wings
further wings of light create flights
        
...
    
        the force of hatred closed their angle of perception
arms
not to embrace the sun
nor his joy nor his suffering
        
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        she had easily quarreled on the cupid
  with a cooler rain
not many peaks
and not too cold
        
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        when you want to talk to someone
about the weights
from the wings
on the eyes
        
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        they needed to see and feel the powers of the stars
and no longer a show of human weaknesses
it had been so numerous and intense
that many had fallen
        
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        in their eyes only the destruction
this atmosphere of the weak in love
not
not
        
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        he wanted to sweeten the musical notes
these drops of rain
from the window
but a hallucination
        
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        The lie that served him frightened him
and it hurt her heart again
there where
her finger shows where
        
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        she raises her wings on the sun's rays
to fly again
hence from this intention that she had analyzed
elsewhere
        
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        still a fool who flew on the wind
  a fat bumblebee
falling
from the sky
        
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        the repetition took the form of harassment
looks like a mechanism to cut the heads
who were rising
  above the flock
        
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        the great moon
and the magnetic canvas of wisdom
who had been tired
as a virtual space
        
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        the moon wipes out hypnotic fear
fear
fear
to know the powers of the stars
        
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        on the wrong way to make war robots
a secret
hidden in the darkness of Satan
those dna dominated by dementia
        
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                    The One Who Does Not Deny Himself
                    
                    they were guilty for acting against the will of the stars
they were guilty because they were trying to trick the stars
the spirit of nature was not alone
he was not without them without defense
the tear in his caresses
this great sun
we are solving this secret war
no one can defeat the stars
no one can replace the judgment of God
the right one
the right one
the one who knows how to read it
the one who does not deny himself
for vices
the most beloved of the earth
we resolve any suffering
                

 
                    