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Jul 2016
Pray to whoever you think will save you.
In the end there is only the Night.  
Find the one you think can save you,
And I’ll show you that hope is for the weak.
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
(23/North Carolina)   
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