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04/28/2026 14:58h
Before you were I loved you and when you were born and when you took your first step Although I did not know good luck I want to say lone penguin keep sturdily waddling in the direction of those frozen mountains sister of desolate sanctity I want to scream Although I did not know you I loved you later on as just a weedy thing a little skeleton I loved Both long pre-you a child myself and as a man in retrospect I loved and I was there while they were raping you I loved although like God