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To Be /❤️
Feeling the gaps of emptiness, with the motions that has instructed your lovely vision en and out of time.

Feeling the gap, under the ground,
Impressed with hard rocks, deep meditations and your deep most upper intectuals connected with one another as possible it is yet not make it permanently?

Grounded with himself,
The argues just arches upon yourself
Thanks day is the day were you missed me so much till your passionate dreams bleed out to vesper for I believe.

After we lacked upon ourself
Or endured the pain with one heart racing with the shore of your lovy dovy birds shore upon my magnificent mind, tired up on itself.
I believed yes you did, loved me.
Under the seventh ground, to be.
© The Breaker