Fear of contribution is not neighborly love. Hate of access to higher human interest is not pretense for better spending.
A change in human interest is not a blackened glove of unheard desire, but wisdom can always shake the hand of higher planning. New places of good hope are always planned hopes when music is a changing event.
The vile experience of privilege's lost acumen can be a throw away reversal of fate.
Time can heal limited awnings of time but wisdom can not concede pictures of last reasoning abetment.
Answering hope can be a calling of fear when musings of change are lost on self-made privilege and wars of self-interest.
Suffering is not taking a crap in the dark.
Never Again.
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