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Dec 2024
Hold open this gaping hole and let the world in as the lies push back with words you want to hear

Hold on to the torch of hope passed onto you from the flames running from the murderous thieves to whom we owe our name

Somewhere lost to me kindess lives on and on People giving everything until they are gone
Madeline Clow
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Madeline Clow
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