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Unnamed Unnamed she listened to the unsung. No talent escaped her no song unsung. Only tomorrow was interesting. The unbuds of Spring's tomorrow, no song of Engelbert’s or Waylon’s* ever happened in the Time of the fullness” of time Did salvation arrive? What was the white chariot being? Elijah did not stop for her. The dreams only patted her head under the pillow she placed Over her face Caroline Shank 9.11.224
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Sep 11, 2024
Sep 11, 2024 at 10:38 PM UTC
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Unnamed Unnamed she listened to the unsung. No talent escaped her no song unsung. Only tomorrow was interesting. The unbuds of Spring's tomorrow, no song of Engelbert’s or Waylon’s* ever happened in the Time of the fullness” of time Did salvation arrive? What was the white chariot being? Elijah did not stop for her. The dreams only patted her head under the pillow she placed Over her face Caroline Shank 9.11.224
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Sep 11, 2024
Sep 11, 2024 at 10:38 PM UTC
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