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spiritual wall
Verlie 2022-12-12 23:16:48
Building a spiritual wall seems to be doomed to such an end on the day of birth, full of violence and self-loss. Everything came in such an orderly manner that fear occupies the only pure land in the heart, which breeds dirty beauty. He rescued the wounded mouse, selfish fear prevailed, and it was exiled in the river that never returns. Go! Try to bury everything! The hysteria that followed, the shouting and shouting never saved the shadow of childhood. The bright red blood soaked the clear water, filled with the breath of death, but this was the last struggle, and it seemed that it was useless. The wall fell, so what? A new round of construction has begun again, and it continues to be closed and self-destructed. I am afraid that what is needed is not discussion and research, but recording all this. But it's all so logical and difficult. That wild age has passed, and another wild age has come.
Extended Reading
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Teacher: If ya don't eat yer meat, you can't have any pudding! How can ya have any pudding if ya don't eat ya meat?
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Pink: [singing] Daddy's flown across the ocean. Leaving just a memory. A snapshot in the family album. Daddy, what else did you leave for me? Daddy, what'd ya leave behind for me? All in all, it was just a brick in the wall. All in all, it was all just bricks in the wall.