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Reads 1,158
Votes 39
Parts 10
Time 2h 58m

Mature

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"𝔅𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢.. 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔪𝔶 𝔩𝔦𝔟𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔶..."
  ‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿  ‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿  ‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿  ‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿  ‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ ‿̩͙‿  ‿̩͙‿ ༺ ♰ ༻ 
 A rather peculiar duo. A sinner, a bird in a cage. It's wrong, all of it.  God says one thing and you worship him, not another lowly person. Like oil and water  ─ it doesn't mix.. right?
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