MUST DO A FIVE MINUTES

Do while looping for a moment,
So, don’t shot the tree, but regard the chance
Before the expectations until the regression of a soul
Maybe retrieve a forge or maybe construct the same regress…

Do a one, to a five, minor two, major eleven, or vacuum one zero.

A five minutes too, construct a way to seven way, more and more
And nothing more than make sense, brothers, make a sense!

Charles S. Peirce discovered the real circumstance of signs and the meal
That you eat in your plate, maybe the ultimate access to fired in our corps.

Netanya’s home discovered the ultimate reason of inconsistent form of evil
Until the feelings so bad and perverse made the world so law like our preform…

Maybe the things are more simple, maybe no…

You know, comrades, that the sentence for the evil way is the hell in the Earth
Like a shadow or a perversion that don’t contains any reason, or good feelings, only the dead...