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there are nights that the bat has not seen and we pray may it see it on it weak wings life of peripheral gestures darkness of destruction swinging hands of buttresses just to nib destiny unto bud. Do not consider your weak hands but consider and look vividly the hands of assistance, they washed your clothing in the morning with a costly detergent while at night, while at night, they stained it with blood.

Their words and actions are parallel which are clearly seen by the light in my eyes every man for himself they said but God for us all, i added by the light in my eyes Do what i said but don't do what i do is a clear picture which are seen by the light in my eyes. the light has filled my eyes with great light i can differ the good from the bad i opened my eyes to every wind that blew because of the light in my eyes i know i cannot be nib in the bud because the light in my eyes is all i can see, gleaming to the sky.