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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Somewhere in our misused-contrused essential self lives a malignant cogent cabaret of simul castrated away ills stranded contrivances depleted of furtive psychosocial datatrums that copiously under dictate a nil nemesis never-ending sickening's over black compliance on ethereal dodgeries like a pabulum entre'isolating our ever uncommon coma senses of procreation crown reaction through the ever coming retro-reaction by a circum-spectrum of easy plausible deniability, hatred via narcistic self loathing----un-love with all super imposed conditions over/above met by immediate needs--- severe thoughtlessness as an ogre implied appetizer to my main man course of planetary ill decite an ever arrogant disconnect from all life pitiful, pawn and plebian categorical, corporeal, anti-sentient with all open arms closed, locked, loaded and ready to pair. The more I live the more I want to re-retreat into a primal place of zero human peace calm--- a symbolic return to an ever and always forget/forgiving Paternal/Maternal gift of all Godness as it relates to caregivers to one and all regardless/hopeless/hapless in unfavorable intents. I do try and make your place easier by my dreaded deeds done--a small soulful footprint on life attempts tried and trued. Forgive them Mother Earth and Father Time for they know not nor care, what they do. But in time they may wander into a realm of consummate, clear understanding of life in tune with all that is of light and supreme spiritual understanding; that universal code. Let this be a lesson.
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