With all the background of my life I have built my fortune indifference ...
early every flavor I got any confirmed expectations.
know very, very few words, and combines them together like soup.
I begged my reason to give a sign of its absence.
Enjoying hard and pointless to go true-filled evil.
Then I tried with rhymes, and there is no rhyme that is not pain.
You say enough.
I say it again.
No rhyme.
No rhyme.
un'emaciata only similarity.
A glacial echo of you.
Look with slow hands.
Listen.
tasted my cravings.
Saziami.
With You foolish, breadth and courage.
I want your milk and honey of a thousand forms.
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