The plight is the fight. Not tonight but forever until humankind finds the thin line defining human from inhuman's sins. People comparing a dog to children or a brethren sends all the kin to suck wind. Fend off another flu coming to you...soon. A buffoon of a wake to take the birthday peoples' cake for Heaven's sake. Intake the manifold to hold the exhaust, the real boss to the floss, going in and out to bring about pieces to the cause of the great decay. The righteous always has to rinse to stay okay.
Obey our Father's instructions and stay in the present.
Repent and consent to the natural pure innocence of US. Stop the fuss. No need to cuss. We must...
continue to live being cool; you lovely, one of a kind and perfectly created beautiful fool...
(...more to come)
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