Falling and Rising
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Last published Wed, Sep 8, 2021
єνєя нα∂ ѕσмєтнιиg уσυ ωαитє∂ тσ ѕαу, ¢σмє ¢ℓєαи αвσυт, σя ʝυѕт ѕнσυт тσ тнє ωσяℓ∂ вυт ¢αит?
тнιиgѕ αвσυт ρєσρℓє ωнσ αяє ∂єαя тσ уσυя нєαят, ριѕѕ уσυ σff, нυят уσυ, σя мαкє уσυ ¢яу?
ραѕѕισиαтє тнιиgѕ ωнι¢н мαкє уσυя нєαят fєєℓ ℓιкє ιтѕ вєαтιиg ʝυѕт α ℓιттℓє fαѕтєя?
вυт αℓѕσ тнιиgѕ ωнι¢н мαкє ιт ʝυмρ fσя ʝσу?
ωєℓ¢σмє тσ му нєαят. тнιѕ вσσк ιѕ тнє кєу тσ иσт σиℓу му мιи∂, вυт му нєαят αи∂ ѕσυℓ αℓѕσ...
тнιиgѕ ωнι¢н нυят мє вυт αℓѕσ нєℓρє∂ мє fσям тнє ρєяѕσи ωнσ ι αм тσ∂αу.
ι нσρє тнιѕ ιиѕριяєѕ уσυ тσ ¢σмє συт ωιтн уσυя σωи υиѕρσкєи ωσя∂ѕ...
¢σρу ραѕтє∂ fяσм му иσтєѕ ωнσ ι нανєит ѕнσωє∂ иσт єνєи му ¢ℓσѕєѕт fяιєи∂ѕ...
уєт ι ѕнσω тσ ѕтяαиgєяѕ σи тнє ιитєяиєт
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