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Once I’m dead don’t pray to me. I’ll be somewhere elsewhere out this galaxy. My dead so close at close attension, Ought they be? Once I’m weightless I won’t be. I must learn to whispercross a galaxy.
Once I’m dead don’t pray to me. I’ll be somewhere elsewhere out this galaxy. My dead so close at close attension, Ought they be? Once I’m weightless I won’t be. I must learn to whispercross a galaxy.
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