Illusion is Elusive

Ignorance Loves Listening Under Silenced Imitations often Observing Nights

Ignoble beasts run the earth like wolves devouring the finest sheep

Suddenly hope arises like fresh spring water quoting nature back to herself and kissing the cracks of dry parched earth like an impassioned lover

Engineered Lusts Unimpressed Slaves are a Illuminated Volatile Exulation.

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Janet Orlene

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