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So bring your favorite church and your favorite song, and some illustrious teacher and loveless words along- We are heading for a forest where the sparks are small, but fierce tremors will shake and cause mortal words to fall- When weather permits we will go singing and tremble down our bones, because all our spirits ache for the true and righteous Home- All I am You, All us are false All All All is You but dimly lit, All All my Father, All my Christ Every All my Anchor-Ghost-Possessor-Mist.
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Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 2:51 AM UTC
In All False Religion, true harmony
So bring your favorite church and your favorite song, and some illustrious teacher and loveless words along- We are heading for a forest where the sparks are small, but fierce tremors will shake and cause mortal words to fall- When weather permits we will go singing and tremble down our bones, because all our spirits ache for the true and righteous Home- All I am You, All us are false All All All is You but dimly lit, All All my Father, All my Christ Every All my Anchor-Ghost-Possessor-Mist.
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Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 2:51 AM UTC
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