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... invectives momentarily suspended invisibly on the once slackjawed lips of this society beast now raising herself from her recline on a single elbow, flicking her cigarette, and checking her sites. Lock and load 63 Weaper Don't fear the weeper. Don't fear what you don't understand. It is just another way. Take my hand. Tears must fall before tomorrow will ever come. Lost love. Lost...
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