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Feb 2021
The city sitter looks like the constituents of the city.
Silence goes to those who need safety the most.
Silence is not a light, but is usually unconsciously directed toward mercy for me, as my countenance is covered by its past.
Silence goes first to the wicked.
Insights
Written by
Chad Young  38/M/US
(38/M/US)   
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