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I guess I want I want the prize of youth I want an atheist certainty That pride in knowing how things are I want that person who ignores me I want what my father and his father want A faith that has a dollar sense about it all I want that death knell To freeze. This then Is a last ditch effort to throw words at you Without hate.
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Feb 12, 2022
Feb 12, 2022 at 2:11 AM UTC
Dollar sense
I guess I want I want the prize of youth I want an atheist certainty That pride in knowing how things are I want that person who ignores me I want what my father and his father want A faith that has a dollar sense about it all I want that death knell To freeze. This then Is a last ditch effort to throw words at you Without hate.
jiminy-littly
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Feb 12, 2022
Feb 12, 2022 at 2:11 AM UTC
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