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I once had a sense of direction. A sort of great and good perception. You walked in my fields. Saw my faults and did not yield. Thanks for sacrificing some peace. I want your war back, please.
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 2:33 AM UTC
Lost it.
I once had a sense of direction. A sort of great and good perception. You walked in my fields. Saw my faults and did not yield. Thanks for sacrificing some peace. I want your war back, please.
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 2:33 AM UTC
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