How do naive beings conquer demands from the oppressive list?
Remembrances without its choking measurements were dearly missed.
Why does the list penetrate radiant colors from sincere emotions?
It consumes length rather than perfect devotions.
The list was born from depraved minds and forbidden apples.
Death is inescapable from its many honorable disciples.
Individuals that fly from enchantment will never elude, it smudges.
Time is provoking, but the list doesn't hold grudges.
Conformity walks along longer, stolen paths for admission.
They appear charmed, but intelligence comprehends the devious system.
A hearted realm would disclaim amount and admit fervors.
Kings would greet appeals with proper saviors.
Totality has limitless territories that build immortal fences.
These barriers can be burned with the sorcery of inflated pensions.
Momentum is revealed by authority and assembly can't compete.
When people are deemed regarding documents, people feel incomplete.
Mother Nature gave birth to boundless, expansive names.
Her magical honesty didn't give anyone to be tamed upon number games.
The list agrees to travel with the tides around the earth.
It doesn't agree to change lives of the few who all share a mirth.
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