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  • our leather wings
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    we are the land of the misfits, our life without any meaning? sometimes it is. I live to be resurrected one day and become something. but as long as I live here in the land of misfits I am nothing. my life has not change in anyway or how...........well that's for now, nobody knows what I could possibly do. the land of...

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