Rewritten: Kora in Hell: Improvisations II By William Carlos

When you hang your shame on the shoulder, you do not expect to see me and them trailing in the footprint.
Nor would you expect to keep your hands clean by putting them in a mess.
However and of course, if you are a clean, honest hardworker and the like going under your every move in the field,you would not leave off the hook and expect to handle a major of anything without at least mopping yourself on a testing ground,as it may be.
Then how will you expect a tiny trickle of goodness of God to follow you through the wilderness of this world,without any…Oh , come let us walk together into the apart awhile first.
One must be alert to much more than before his ears are tuned to these truths.
You see,there is a sense of the disconnection between us.
You think you can jump up from your gross mismanagement of these issues and at a gesture fling it all off and spring out in silver to my finger tips.
Ah, it is not that I do not care for you , always ! .

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