Everything is safely stored in the Archives
They who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.
the rotted love manipulates me
and I, I, you, we’re not thinking my stromata
I dropped down and I called out to heaven: ‘Send me someone to love.’ Heaven shot back: ‘You get the love that you allow.’ And everything is different now
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