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We Welcome You to the Family
I pray that the sun will be lazy and never rise from its hell. I never rise I'm always dead. So let me rest in peace with my brothers and sisters in the graves that I dug on my own in my own backyard. This is where my family rests. I'll stay with them. We welcome you to the family. Walk on my grave and I'll make you one of me. No promises in going back, because it was your choice to come here.
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