the eagle on the Mountain had who is the spirit of freedom and the height of man's soul that had changed in mid-flight according to the flesh of their flesh. only one can be devoured as to its bread and the stone that we eat together for all to see or understand one's place in life. i am the flight of an eagle with solid white hair that had separated since i had the ghost of my future's past the head is the height of a mountain reflecting from the waters back at Me in the majestic view of its neighbor action smaller than words that share the times that we began together.
Voices of President Trump and Lindsey
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