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I'm Afraid To Live Any Place But In Expectation. I'm No Life-risk.

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In Our Rags Of Light, All Dressed To Kill.

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Well It's True, Ever Since I Stopped Eating Meat I Feel A Lot Better Among Animals, I Feel I Can Be Much More Honest When I Pat A Dog.

Well I Am The One Who Loves Changing From Nothing To One.

I Have Tried In My Way To Be Free.

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I Don't Have Any Spiritual Strategy.

Dear Hitler Take Away The Torches I'm Not Guilty I Had To Have This

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Religious Person

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