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My Style

my style the sky is blue so is time to mingle in a lonely atmosphere were love is the reason of life so my blue pen never seize to pure it reality from the deep heart of willingness my style fire and water are two deferent liquid contents it differs in action so am different in my world I am of a water yet I burn like a fire cos God order me to spit fire to the world of evil so who are mine to disobey the order of the Almighty I don't wish more all I wish is to do the will of God and that is nothing but my style my style I believe in God I love to be close to him that has earn me a lot love towards humanity cos my love for people is divine and I decided not to live alone in a world of equality turn in to levels by intelligent human who destroys the the innocent souls of the innocent with out mercy nor love so I pledge to God for nothing but the redemption of humanity that is nothing but my style my style remember fire and water are not same liquid substance no wonder the men of brave mind spit fire to the wicked no wonder the fight in the world of brutality can never end cos at one hand the water strike with an intention to quench the fire yet the some stubborn fire reiterate and strike back so the battles of life never end for the Goodman no wonder is easy to be bad and that is not my style

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