Friday, June 10, 2016

East's 8th Manuscript: Thoughts

   Man to his child: You can't be who I want to be ( whatever that is ). I't's an unnatural situation.
    The present state of human time: Pink dresses and fairy tale prince's bending to spent bullets  and motorcycles. Like I said it's give and take and that's work. Man your just as crazy, if not destructive. Yet look around us-wow! And the death. End of story.

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