Adulterous eyes feel the cheat. Covered in fake gold and dressed in more skin than cloth. Remarkable. Out there one failed miserably so we learn. Ideal little soldiers, peasants for the molding. Humiliate me, little child, turn away, pray. Today is a day where mysticism can not last in the foreground of consciousness.
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