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To a sister Monochromes Third World East Transition |
that tiny, tiny pinch in the heart the soul slightly turning in pain....but ) because there are mornings my strength will not be sapped by the uncertainties of the night because there are mornings my soul is continually reborn from yesterday's ruin because there are mornings my heart endures a thousand lies!
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