If I had an aspiration, a service I'd like to provide, it would simply be to provide advice, we are all born, yearning for satisfaction, but architecture and divine law is the same, so many lessons, questions that need answering, I simply wish, with the intent, and regret, to somehow offer it to myself, a spell, some sort of magick, to avoid unnecessary journeys, some things are worth your faith, some food, is obviously sin, some tolerable, some as heavy as a mountain, the snake climbs the tree, but a solid foundation would make me happy, to build a tower or succumb, you could be doomed to be a ghost, haunting a body, we have freedom, but whatever, it’s not my story, following signals, working for a living, try as you might, but god’s wrath is heavy, even lending a hand has a price, if you’ve learned something, sweet child, I may have to pay for it, but take what you can, I’m not thinking about it, roll down the hill, be eaten by a spider, the river flows, following the road, the cold hard ground, just ideas, living with a possibility, I’m always complaining, but I’m just a doll, satisfied with working, we are born, and we all have a responsibility, to understand humanity, a challenge calls, love and life, expand the room, we live in, pave the road, make it easier, for the next person, the waves push on, flowing in every direction, what a great tree, the depths are frightening, simply an Asian man, intruding…

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