Friday, September 19, 2014

Joy is not a job on the moon. Minds are not seen in the footprints of lost insight.

Intersecting cross hate is not a flavor for better years.

Time is not forthcoming for better leadership.

Inside an axe of a bad mood is not a flavor of good shoes.

Time is not the devil.

Treating the limit of good hope is not hate against the form.

Never Again.

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