The mundane rhymes of divine town, Can now be felt alone. The mundane rhymes of divine town, Can now be felt alone.

Upon those stories, Relaying the souls; Of the tale; Nevertheless, The soul sighs a Upon those stories, Relaying the souls; Of the tale; Nevertheless, The ...

Most left with two path choices: Most left with two path choices:

Some battle for good. Some battle for bad. Some battle for good. Some battle for bad.

"I am growing obese with love. Do some exercise, trim down, I am warned." "I am growing obese with love. Do some exercise, trim down, I am warned."

I am present everywhere in cosmos, More closer than one can think. I am present everywhere in cosmos, More closer than one can think.