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hurt that a blood hangs the boil of blame and bitter on thru history is the culture to be released from and refurbished and a new blood breathe itself into place until ones resolve is to their own to settlement nones blood be restored
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Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 2:59 PM UTC
waiting on sorrow to heal
hurt that a blood hangs the boil of blame and bitter on thru history is the culture to be released from and refurbished and a new blood breathe itself into place until ones resolve is to their own to settlement nones blood be restored
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Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 2:59 PM UTC
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