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All the evil from man comes from love. Yet, it is not from above. It is from his lust. Pure disgust. Greed. He seeks that which he cannot speak of. For he is about self-love. It is from his lust. Pure disgust. Needs. He is ice cold as the snow above. Silencing your inner dove. It is from his lust. Pure disgust. Bleed.
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