He thought the dream. Beautiful wake up

 He thought the dream. Beautiful wake up. She asks me. I hug him. Lips sleeping with pain. Have a nice day left. And then trembling. From the forest floor. From the bottom of the sea Understanding the waves. Let go of the excess. Excess disease. Written He begets. In this moment and before. There I taught life. Bequeath life there. The one with eyes for the blind. For the delivery. From the tongue, let go. The audience will be in it. In the resonance of puddles. Your vibration. Upon delivery, franchise tears. His constancy of silence. Love made to love.

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