by Korey2hallLake Wylie, South Carolina, USA
Nov 2014 406 Views 0 comments
Withering Wings
Oh your withering wings, destroying all of your blessings, slowly losing your golden rankings, put your ego aside and begin to care for all sentient beings, otherwise we destroy all of our surroundings, and lose the gift of living slowly we are spinning, in a downward cycle of evil dwellings, there is still hope of awakening.
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Posted: Nov 2014
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