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Wur we in a meadow or a brook?

Surrounded by angels, butterfly kisses or halos?

We're we godless once? Hearts hardened by the fall? Or were we pure intended spirits waiting on heavens call? Whom may I judge if it doesn't matter after all? Whom shall I trust? Why am I Dust?



 
 
 

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