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Mid eclipse black hole noon and the white light peeking. No doom will come on your head through us. Trusting tiny gods whom live inside lockets. Ugly blessings unite and get stuck. They struggle but life's having none of it. Not today. But for you we make exceptions always! Heathens still bend the bread as well. Shall we...
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Please contact @eatshit&die we wont answer because we will always take the money and run! :-O :-O :-O Here it's legally binding now. Our confession. We did it all. Everything eventually returns and purports to live clean. In the stale air of death's presence we hide among the shrinking shadows. Mid eclipse black hole noon and the white light peeking. And they're raping your mothers on the fucking front lawn.