collidalics

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this life and love collides in mind, death to the sons of those unbelievers for they do not speak our language and they did not know the experience endured. That man was sitting alone on a bench waiting for the right moment to snare at his intended prey. Along came this wild beast, mighty with wisdom and spoke to those who were willing to listen. Its hand crept up to the groin, stiffening the branches of the undestructible trees until mildew came gushing out while one part of the tree suddenly couldn't contain itself and succumb to the ground. But the people there walk on, unperturbed, refusing to care, for another natural occurence passed by. Two in one night, a historic feat some would declare but this bitter taste still lingers inside this mouth of mine. Come to this site, so everyone would gather and see how snow white gleams with pride when her stepmother slipped down the cliff.