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Testify before your false god         built of owned wood         burnt to glowing ashes on pulpits like eggshells     forgive all transgressions   for to give        merit to      an inch to the game                                            will mean the end.
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Oct 5, 2011
Oct 5, 2011 at 10:32 PM UTC
Testify
Testify before your false god         built of owned wood         burnt to glowing ashes on pulpits like eggshells     forgive all transgressions   for to give        merit to      an inch to the game                                            will mean the end.
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Oct 5, 2011
Oct 5, 2011 at 10:32 PM UTC
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