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Coming Home, Home Gone – Misanthropic Duality Gospel

Come home, Home gone, Light off, Lights bright, Day scream Night wails, Moon sings Suns song, A Single, A Couple, Belittle, Embrace, Old friends greet Wishes of blessing- New enemies born To young yet to kill- Wade in the furnace … Continue reading

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