I’ve come from another world, being made ready over aeons of time. Soon shall my voice b heard. more so by the young who r awaiting my love.
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previously
The language of love has always been silence. Substance doesn't ever need to boast. Its actions speak louder than any language remember that
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up next
If the current rot is not stopped n fast. Nothing will remain for the young but ashes of the folly of their ancestors. They too blind to see
