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Quintains

The lust for gold...
makes a hole in the soul...
and some folks will never be able...
to fill the hollow place inside...
not even at the table.

That hole in your soul?
That empty place?
You know it very well...
If it has not yet crossed your mind...
The Christians call it Hell.
Written by Ely (E.A.Rothwell)
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