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and they escaped the weight of darkness peering over their shoulders where do these people go, what belongings do they pack is there a limit on the heaviness of ones’ soul Can they bring love as parting gift? Hide it in their handkerchiefs, and then go
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Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 1:54 AM UTC
he always carries a handkerchief in his shirt’s left pocket
and they escaped the weight of darkness peering over their shoulders where do these people go, what belongings do they pack is there a limit on the heaviness of ones’ soul Can they bring love as parting gift? Hide it in their handkerchiefs, and then go
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Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 1:54 AM UTC
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