Walk toward the edge
The forehead is not the shore for waves of worry
No anxiety or ghost vacancies
Leave it all in the darkness
The elegant blow of love upon the possession
Pride destroyed, now glory in the intimacy of a clean heart
Spice and simplicity
The existence of sight over the lie
The staircases into your heart and mind are true
No arguments with the stubborn
Be destined toward the rest of your life
without shame
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