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Standing before thee, and...
Standing before thee, and perpetrate to mine perverted soul, to manifest the hidden abhorrence and disquietude, to disclose the somniferous innate, and unlatch its torpid nature. Hither I stand before thee, revealing my transgression and lifting the burden that hath become engraved within.
I repent to my sin of indolence by which forsooth I have spent many hundreds, nay thousands forenoon slumbering under the dusky birch. Under its unwinding gusts, I sought to lengthen the frame, relishing on the slushy and tranquilizing ground.
Relentlessly, I have rejected no contingency of relaxing the somniferous trait embedded within the soul and roaming with the phantoms.
Showing the subtile acuteness of disclaiming momentous work, slothfully I perforce my frame under the consolation of the quietude birch.
I have bethought for this to perpetuate while rejecting the sooth of the reality. For this I hast not only, disregarded domestic nay disobeyed the sanctity. Not cogitating my health, nor regard for wholesome, I have cheerily enjoyed this slumber yet abominating nature.
Seemingly, degenerated by the delight and perplex and completely in accord to even abstruse to find animadversion. For all these crimes have completely annihilated my soul leaving it no longer pristine. At this very moment while suffering from pain, my mind has become ingrained with my soul. I held myself accountable for this sin and declare myself to the authority and just prithee for mercy on this unmalleable soul.
Standing before thee, and perpetrate to mine perverted soul, to manifest the hidden abhorrence and disquietude, to disclose the somniferous innate, and unlatch its torpid nature Hither I stand before thee, revealing my transgression and lifting the burden that hath become engraved within
I repent to my sin of indolence by which forsooth I have spent many hundreds, nay thousands forenoon slumbering under the dusky birch Under its unwinding gusts, I sought to lengthen the frame, relishing on the slushy and tranquilizing ground
Relentlessly, I have rejected no contingency of relaxing the somniferous trait embedded within the soul and roaming with the phantoms
Showing the subtile acuteness of disclaiming momentous work, slothfully I perforce my frame under the consolation of the quietude birch
I have bethought for this to perpetuate while rejecting the sooth of the reality For this I hast not only, disregarded domestic nay disobeyed the sanctity Not cogitating my health, nor regard for wholesome, I have cheerily enjoyed this slumber yet abominating nature
Seemingly, degenerated by the delight and perplex and completely in accord to even abstruse to find animadversion For all these crimes have completely annihilated my soul leaving it no longer pristine At this very moment while suffering from pain, my mind has become ingrained with my soul I held myself accountable for this sin and declare myself to the authority and just prithee for mercy on this unmalleable soul
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