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A lending of Architecture Giving 
It is who not it isn't ,can standunderovertoodusinto 
Hold ( shit )

out through the trunk ( just a trunk,we were losing leaves  now the trunk?¿. 

No nesting here an one no heard bout it,
Thinking is the same and know when told when me to go and we here still waiting for delay to get on how bout a ? That was a question???????

No comprehendo ¿
you and they couldn't speak to thē of charismystry
 
A scaffolding rises, for really for a new outlook on not change,but to have a direction of meaning ,we got the necessities to maintain  now we must progress for environment to stabilize our new platform for  a social outlook ,were not back,it was means for necessary hunger and hood
mostly, furthering the education  to get into the doors of what we need tending to for the mending,
Stubborn  individuals, ,it's hard, mending  for the amendments just for a certain organization that may affect otherwise the organizations are
built by all that ask for nothing back 
but the rightness of the shared space. And when that space is crossed 
Givezah fuck, is the only thought ,but but I wasn't thinking so when I started thinking I started knowing more
This is the heart of the giving, the volunteer core. 
Just like like a bigger governments look at us just like as we are looking at this one individual we didn't look at what they were doing and what they've been following and what they what they know about the statistics of and what's lost and who's abusing and what is mission was it was never not the harm
Imagine layers, like sedimentary rock, 
each stratum distinct, yet connected 
by invisible currents of agreement and code.At the top, perhaps, the architects, 
those who watch the horizon, 
the high council of direction, 
though they rarely touch the daily dust. Like us
Then come the great divisions, the sea and the land, 
the Editors and the Developers. 
Two worlds, equally vital, 
speaking different dialects of mudd
Foundations,          fundamental 
A fund found meditation
Stress kills and destroys, 
Stress me not to not to here for you, growth the abidence humble,    cracken fire is like saying a swear word in every syllable showing your education you have words to say so speaketh
The Editors, a sprawling collective, 
a million small decisions soiled 
surface of the shared knowledge. 
They wrestle with nuance, the precise shade of meaning, 
the placement of a comma that shifts the universe. 
They form their own guilds, their own constellations 
of focused attention—the subject matter experts, 
Seem to object like there's

the administrative shepherds, get the word 
(Then the silence)

 Each group has its own quiet hierarchy, 
response unit. 


a necessary gravity to keep the chaos at bay. 
The Developers, focused on the machine itself, 
of logic, the smooth running of the platform. 
They speak in syntax,and get taxed for not to said it not now though splinters mind their me and that's all I got to say it's my cause 
in commits and

808 long bass gangster trap high hats high