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Material manifestation makes man want to make things go far.

The desire to acquire is like fire burning in every twinkling star.

Many have been lost in illusion of the self for not knowing who we are.

Misguided, misled , and misjudged by selfishness of the judges at the bar.

When the law become bed time stories, fairy tales and proverb.
The child will definitely become furgitive fella in cops cab.

My land is a land where every single green leave is a real herb.
But to my greatest suprise, there was no medicine in our physician's lab.


Now almost everybody in every corner is living in deathly panic.
That the only food to be eating everywhere now is garlic.
What is this, a waking nightmare of a scary pandemic?
One that seems they haven't known in all their time in acedemic.

Let's not be tempt with fear let's wear the heart that understand.
That we can eat what they want and still properly watch our hand.
And live fearlessly so bright, ready for whatever that may land.
Because we are all chlidren of light and we all are grand in many brand.
@Solo Man.
9:43
11/03/2020

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