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Some people write about the Truth but what we are saying may be ambiguity.
It means to say facts and the Truth is not the same
Knowing the Truth.
In other words, the Power of Truth is an invaluable treasure we can imagine.
Which can prolong our lives forever, as the Messiah Jesus Christ said about further processes in another space of life that we can capture.
Which way can we get to know?
Directly not through the priest but through the conscience, to what extent our soul's conscience will grow in him.
In which we have swirls of different Mentality.
Who controls them goes along the path of strengthening their conscience and of knowing the Truth, and the path to wisdom rises in him.
As God's law, the 10 Commandments are reflection and not a way of life.
The way of life is to strengthen your conscience.
Which is the true confessor of our Soul.
Piotr commented on this subject if your conscience does not accuse you are pure.
These are words to those who follow this Path.
And they know how they can talk to God.
Yes, the priesthood's role is to guide the conscience only and only.
And only such a direction can be followed by the faithful and the Priesthood.
For at a high level of faith, commandments are no longer needed, but God's nature was given to us at creation.
For it is the law that comes out of one Commandment.
And it is related to conception and Truth.
In a way, we are far from the truth, commandments are necessary.
If we dilute them to survive, how many more we are forced to write, we are distant from the world of life.
I haven't read this knowledge anywhere.
That's why I'm misunderstood.
Writing a different world.
S Henry.
And so was my poetry, the way of truth.
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True light of nations
The power of Poetry is time
Not diluting the senses
That understanding would overtake us
And purity of mind
It brought time to our existence
Because healthy information
Without truth, hypocrisy stands
What you call healthy hurts falsely
Root pain bites suffering
Demagogy twists the association
Illusion of peoples suffering
False repeated a thousand times
True false refuge
Which you watch as an illusion
As a morning mist
What was blurred
In the clouds of the sun
You didn't see
Although it hurts a lot
Man suffers
In the name of good
Someone's interests
Vices thorn of misery
An occult man fell asleep
dead set
He was hypnotized
In his tangle
In which he was involved
I believed
To his perdition
Death
Sparkling wine anger hello
As promised by the Creator.
In the Apocalypse.
How it is seen from a different level
Understand understand
Meditate and arrange real
Associations of insights.
Weaken a man in the valley
His muddy water
Which flushed out the remnants of concepts
Slapping your tongue
They support the enemy
Or maybe he'll give the treasurer
Unfortunately, betrayals of future generations
What will they live in a lie?
The power of truth
Build a stone
What sticks into a boulder
Power of Nations
Like a word of flame spirit
Draws with a conscience
Our souls
Not this way of poisoning
Not this goal
Not these thoughts
What did our enemy choose to eat us
Intrigue with his mission
What snares he bet
fortified
Your violence
This is death
When we go back
Wickedness as a reptile
Such a culture
And he knows it as a gat
What shackles have the abyss of the oceans
Where there is no law
The word of man
And darkness
Emptiness and death
As a man of his culture
As human nature, we go
The power of his Creator
As him
Our father
He gave us life
That's what right you want to take from us
In the name of inhuman practices
Serve
gender
In the name of our rebellion
This is violence
Imposing inhuman practices
Is this what freedom is supposed to be like.
Did you get such permission?
Our creator
What are you accusing us of?
Who gave you the duty to eat pure grain?
Instead of chaff
You only deserved it
And to death
Eternal Damnation
ocean shark.
And you, man, drum the sobering up
Common sense
Is a law
Community
Valleys and highlands
Up inspiration
What man forgot
About your duty
Addiction
Charity speech
From the soul of conscience
propagates
Radius
New - New life
What a talent duty it is
Man
He received from God
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On the difference of words
Democracy was created
Not the way where everyone is right
And the truth is the foundation stone on it
Threw out time
ignorance
Poland is not there
Not this style
speech
And not hers
Renewal attire
But Truth is our gift
That a real man will meet
And her defense is dignity
New Poland
shark
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If you persist on the watchtower of conscience
And then the road and the world are changing
What you add your hand to this happiness
What do you think you are getting ready
It's not you and your God
The real world builds with you.
And if the doubts come
Then pray and sigh
This is your test
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And you, man, drum the sobering up
Common sense
Is a law
Community
Valleys and highlands
Up inspiration
What man forgot
About your duty
Addiction
Charity speech
From the soul of conscience
propagates
Radius
New - New life
What a talent duty it is
Man
He received from God
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Polish
What beats the freedom in your chains
Don't talk and don't let them convince you
That there is no Poland
He is not a man but a torturer
What shackles put on
Dictating the word judgment oracles
Judging and stripping the garments of spirit and body
Poland
He carries anger and disgust
Our god
Which is all powerful
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poetry
Polish longing
You speak a word
You call with a ghost's voice
Let conscience open
Let our spirit deny freedom
As you create it within yourself
Beautiful harmony what
Truth her pupils of the spirit
They are singing a song to you
Quiet nicer than that
The triumph of harmony it can create
Man
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Where is your homeland?
Your life energy there
Where is yours
House
There and spirit and conscience
It's vibrant with life
Your pulse
Your heart rate is beating time
What a supply of living water
In your interior
Marks the time
life
What lets you
Forget
about worries
Peace of silence
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Poland is mine
Raise the power of your speech
This is the truth
Her streets
In your soul, conscience
Contents
It is all for her homeland
have a heart
May you be full of your beauty
Free Poland
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Like octaves on an instrument
Which we find difficult
Get out of yourself
And our lives depend on them
knowing how
Create her harmony of beauty
Our spirit
This is what our Creator gave us
We would be our talents
They duplicated towards ours
happiness
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Polish
Like your land
What morning dew
You strengthen your strength
Straining his spirit
Nothing here
The church is massive
Mortified spirit
Fainting body
Is this what we are given
Go Truth pages
Write with a clear conscience
In your blood hemorrhage
After a vacuum
And the enemy is mocking us alive
Henry S.
