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SCREENED IN by CANNAE
Split between choiced, you bleach your thoughts with stories of false prophecy. Unorthodox methods of self religion, decayed and edge-burned portraits of mythological entities, a made up story to present the rules we should live by. If religion is the cure for to blindsight, come now and give me vision, for right now I cannot see.
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SCREENEDIN by CANNAE
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