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Jan 2016
Death is no solution, life is no cure.
Love is no escape
Truth is no salvation.

Just imagine what you freed us from
We're loose and unbroken.

Oh, play on!
We're drugs and truth and *** unpolished.
Unabolished.

Bashed the truth and killed the calf
Here I am
Sacrifice me so sullenly.

And dead to me this chosen few
Given breed this blood to few
My love for few and scorn for many
Seed to love is many in.
Noah Ducane
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Noah Ducane  20/M/Washington state
(20/M/Washington state)   
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   Bianca Reyes
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