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For we sit together, deeply drinking/thirsting after naught but peaceful thinking.
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"Maybe…" he began searching for some comforting wisdom. "Maybe it's like this. Husbands live for their wives. Mothers live for their children. And children...well...until they're husbands or wives, they live for themselves."
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Hollow right like stars alight we sing to open space of astral things,
There once, the goat played, ate, was lively, had ownership
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It is like truth on the battle field. Muted
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