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Creating a world in which no one believes . . . killing a world in which no one could believe.
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any love when I'm looking. In your mundane weather reporting. Your unkempt shoes, for instance. I don't find the love anywhere. Not in your precious gardens. Not on your lovely doorstep, not at your decorated gates. In the skies…
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