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never appear with a single speck of the planet you live on… Read more
We shake our heads Regretfully, after… Read more
The new direction’s not a fight Against anything any more… Read more
like a child at play in the fields of the mind… Read more
Hurtfully their recipients receive That poison to their souls, you may believe Read more
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