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I meditate more when it rains.           

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-        – I se the World

-        - How are dying in front of me

-        – And no one wants or

-        – Can make

-        - Something about it.

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-        - Bored blogger

-        - Trying to keep the light

-        - Buring souls and illuminate

-        - Good ideas .

-         

-        - Time stops up

-        - For a moment

-        - Every night to fix at . 24,00 .

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-        - A self-hypnosis

-        - Thins my ego out .

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-                Cleaning Day,

-        - Fatigued me up

-        - Now airing out the thoughts in meditation

-        - It's all over

-        - Everything comes to an end

-        - A happy tale

-        - Well and good.

-        - To be untruthful and vicious .

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-        - My evening prayer

-        - Turns into a philosophical thought,

-         I think of them :

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-        - Who are smart , kind , trustworthy , realistic , bastard, bastard , Christian , Jesus , popular representation that is not representative, police force that stands powerless, rhetoric is to remain silent , opposition and policies that do not want to waterways without getting more paid.

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-        - People who have to wake up to a new day,

-        - Communise ,

-         Accept,

-        - The limping lady,

-         - The one how is called ”Democracy”.

-        - Help her across the street,

-        Otherwise the fishing hooks too many those who get stuck in the round harness.

-        Yes all connected with each other without knowing it.

-        A parpsikologisk documents is prove it....




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Publicerad 2014-05-31 00:03



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