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Clouds quickly appeared, in a perfect peach sky. Big, puffy clouds, moving together, formed the shape of a heart.
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They made it all up. All that stuff in your head. To scare you. In a jealous God we trust, they sneer, but any devil will do. Their trust is belligerence. It's stink isn't you. You know you are not alone. All that stuff on your tongue to…
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