Sunday, May 25, 2014

Fear of the judge of human affairs can be a friend against time breaking the door of a human trust.

Sincerity in a newly enlightened hope of human affairs is always better conversation, but the hand of insipid distaste always finds limits to its own security.

Bad moods for a bad change in limited voice never make the day a better dread than the simple blame game of hate versus the last offering of good will.

Needs of changing societies are not lasting disgrace for an isolated reasoning of years gone by development.

Crab Claws for solidarity do in fact keep the kosher home at a distance.

Never Again.

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