The Kult Starts Somew(here)
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What floats to the surface No one reserves Maybe i deserve Nerves that deny their existence Embarassing insects Crawl in me They twitch and pinch at decipherings Of i don't know where to begin When it began in me Pathways vanished Views overgrew And your grace said it all over my face Why no one's name Is Hitler these days
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