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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.
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Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 3:32 AM UTC
Silence goes first to the wicked
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.
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Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 3:32 AM UTC
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