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Words are creative, build a world a hope in the hearts of those around you...
Why struggle, why clench, why keep trying to become... The status quo, the grand measure, that is easily undone... Every land, every hand, all bound to one degree... That if I make, that if I do, then I finally define me... But how, can a m…
R-esting, there's I-n me is now born, G-reater than I ever could H-ave imagined, T-he heart of a man can E-ven be elevated O-ver the world by U-nderstanding one who S-aves
...and I shall write the unspeakable.