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Fumes and FiresFriday, 7 August 2015. Do not tell me– keep shut. When the cost of survival here. Is like 'haling helium in hell. Don't tell me– close your trap–. Heaven is a diaper, a thick towel. To wipe and dry sweaty frustrations. Maybe you should retell me. You'll be like angels. With a new body whiter than snow. When you die. Don't! Ask me if I believe your dogmas, oh preacher. The road a front of the sanctuary. You call god's with a big G. Is full and overflowing with. Beggars- god's children with empty pockets.
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