The minute is hard and it walks an unfit honest mile alone. The truth laid out to wait rest well and die cold. I know the method, lips drawn wide to turn and sway.
All are guilty of judgment and seeing what we only want to see,. And the dangers of false pedestals is illusive self-moral supremacy,. So quick to magnify the faults inside of one another,.
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There is a god and I bow and you will hate me for it. Duty to humble my soul to a speck of dust and you'll hate me for it. Ageless understanding of love from the heavens and you'll hate me for it.