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"Why, you know's a spoken spell, a prayer for reason", The magician said, "I wanna think God's thoughts", and Mr. Newton, Issac said, "After him". I stood the queue, knowing why, I kept silent. Fundamental heretic is what I am. Jesus was such a heretic. Ask any Pharisee. Evaluation and appraisal, worship and praise, who told you to do that? A shepherd kid? A lonely boy under the stars in a peaceful valley, beside still waters. Like Bob Dylan at twelve. Singin' along. Worthy, so worthy, sang the boy, never knowing the role of y after worth in setting the appraising price or prize What's it worth to know death has no sting? A song? Then sing, soft, don't wake the dead.
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 6:41 PM UTC
Why, a spoken spell, is a prayer
"Why, you know's a spoken spell, a prayer for reason", The magician said, "I wanna think God's thoughts", and Mr. Newton, Issac said, "After him". I stood the queue, knowing why, I kept silent. Fundamental heretic is what I am. Jesus was such a heretic. Ask any Pharisee. Evaluation and appraisal, worship and praise, who told you to do that? A shepherd kid? A lonely boy under the stars in a peaceful valley, beside still waters. Like Bob Dylan at twelve. Singin' along. Worthy, so worthy, sang the boy, never knowing the role of y after worth in setting the appraising price or prize What's it worth to know death has no sting? A song? Then sing, soft, don't wake the dead.
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77/M/Pine Valley CA
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 6:41 PM UTC
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