Brogen
I have revoke myself from the awoke In a cave torn by my own
Build by my Inuit
My own insult, didn't indulge their sweetness
Nothing else than real suffering through our thoughts.
As I separete my own. I see what it is owed As it was owed from my owned past.
Redeeming our broken spoken
Through god odd goodness.
As I approach to that state I said thank you for forgiveness
As I can't take their sorrows without taking their soul.
Therefore as before, lord will shape and snap their pain into beauty
As Allow them to cure, sure so did so to me too.

Brogen by 𝑹-Day₂199

R-Ḏæy:“Everything can be created on the Right Day; But it is up to the human to mantain it“

Brogen by 𝑹-Day₂199

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