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A beautiful succession of sounds.
How many people are dead in a standard grave yard?
It is hate and has hate in it, but it isn’t hate.
How can a pants pocket be empty and still have something in it?
I have joy in bringing two together, but darning my existence! My life hangs by a thread, filled with ups, downs and resistance!
As round as an apple. As deep as a cup. All the king's horses can't pull it up.