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I may find the sacrifice Beautiful: Blood drips down O'er white, furred skin A striking display. At the end of the day The lamb is dead And the lamb, --I guarantee-- Does not agree with me.
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 8:55 PM UTC
The Sacrifice
I may find the sacrifice Beautiful: Blood drips down O'er white, furred skin A striking display. At the end of the day The lamb is dead And the lamb, --I guarantee-- Does not agree with me.
The world does not revolve around you.
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 8:55 PM UTC
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