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You did not choose your father, Neither did your father knew you; Your birthright was only seeming, Never yours from the beginning. As waters separated from waters, So sheep separated from goats. But there is no seas in the end, And all tares burned and wheat gathered.
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Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 11:12 PM UTC
The Election
You did not choose your father, Neither did your father knew you; Your birthright was only seeming, Never yours from the beginning. As waters separated from waters, So sheep separated from goats. But there is no seas in the end, And all tares burned and wheat gathered.
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Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 11:12 PM UTC
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