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Book of Inquisition
And a feeling came,
And I knew pain.
Forgetful delights forgot the light
That we once knew.
The seams we believed in
Grew and grew.
Together our pain is in vain.
Alone, we are truly in delight.
Creating Destruction and Pain.
You may find the writings of pure acknowledgment via this link.
http://files.filefront.com/13649256
-Travis
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