birth waited us to see the garrison of enemies, and
the womb awake the pain of the promise in the garden of
Adam and Eve, where the pouring out of punishment
resolved
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by two i walk, until in the last day leaving with three legs i limb, alas! for a miles i floats in a distance i fly for no one ever lift my struggle of return, on my heavenly destiny home i belong ------- profoung piece about life's journey, lovely interesting read i had, , ,10
Macte animo! Generose puer sic itur ad astra