leave hope
for
whom
hopes
are
god made
stuff.
There is no
hope
in the language
of the universe.
Not at all!
There is something called
effective and efficient
action
between
inertia
and Dégénérescence.
So, leave
hopes
for politicians,
and tell me
what is
your deepest
thoughts?
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