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I'm getting sick of this Hipocrit creatures Spreading like a disease Low level fuel Don't say your word Save your breath Your little Devil's mouth Just won't shut up You'll never get Anyone's blessing...
how could this be right? a half a dozen times i asked myself the same. it's nothing you can fight, unless you want to live regretting everyday. so raise your glass up to the sky. a thousand cheers is...
It's a call that's telling me I'm here to serve. It's a need to make a difference in the world. 24 hours day or night these healing hands will make it right. Looking in...