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brought no bell, or call-to-arms, no rush of Prussian blood to head the ball into an empty net, no change in current sea levels... no harm befell the coppiced shoots of brutal resolutions, proving atheist relationships are worth their weight to any fool... and no-one but the very best, would deign to chance a second guess of getting into heaven on this first day of the year.
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Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 5:19 AM UTC
New Year's Day
brought no bell, or call-to-arms, no rush of Prussian blood to head the ball into an empty net, no change in current sea levels... no harm befell the coppiced shoots of brutal resolutions, proving atheist relationships are worth their weight to any fool... and no-one but the very best, would deign to chance a second guess of getting into heaven on this first day of the year.
alistair-william-bullen
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Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 5:19 AM UTC
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