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[font=Georgia]vivid paintings of burned bridges in the center of my veins,
so often an non-thankful guest in the abode of the scarred,
I demonize nothing after such a fall,
judgement will never spew from these lips even as it may enter my mind,
no hypocrisy in towards,and may there be none in kind in from;
for I am a man coming in from the nights cold  and alo
ne.[/font]
Written by sabbath (William Albert Cole)
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