on the wrong way to make war robots
a secret
hidden in the darkness of Satan
those dna dominated by dementia
the emotion of error
what the soul had tormented without God
the faithful soul
in the vice of the human species for money created
freezing the tear
the tear love invigorated it again and again
until she discovered the solution
to forget the way
which she was falling from above
from the right path
under the tyranny masked by manipulations
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