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# *Subdued,  into a constriction; Young  adolescent spirits were meant to grow.. meant  to  breathe. The "Fires of Hell" are the doings  of man based  on the fears of man and the need to control. Little child,  running wild "Forever"  is a stick to beat you down (Until the  wild  within you no longer  makes a sound) It is for Freedom's sake that you have now  been set free,  child* .       .       .   *In the "name" of the Father,   you were first   thrown to the ground Yet..  it is   in the Name of the Father also that Love came to town.* #
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Aug 1, 2023
Aug 1, 2023 at 10:47 AM UTC
..in the Name of the Father
# *Subdued,  into a constriction; Young  adolescent spirits were meant to grow.. meant  to  breathe. The "Fires of Hell" are the doings  of man based  on the fears of man and the need to control. Little child,  running wild "Forever"  is a stick to beat you down (Until the  wild  within you no longer  makes a sound) It is for Freedom's sake that you have now  been set free,  child* .       .       .   *In the "name" of the Father,   you were first   thrown to the ground Yet..  it is   in the Name of the Father also that Love came to town.* #
Ice, Your only rivers run cold These city lights, they shine as silver and gold Dug from the night, your eyes as black as coal Walk on by, walk on through Walk 'til you run and don't look back For here I am Carnival, the wheels fly And the colors spin Through alcohol Red wine that punctures the skin Face to face In a dry and waterless place Walk on by, walk on through So sad to besiege your love.. So, hang on https://youtu.be/CEgxfUoquYU <3 <3 <3 .
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Aug 1, 2023
Aug 1, 2023 at 10:47 AM UTC
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