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30 Silver Coins

someone who knows every thing betrays for nothing thirty silver coins we wouldnt know the saviour if he messed up they branded a hero a betrayer split his bowels thirty silver coins aberration of the potter three legged chair weeping made out of the ancient cross thirty silver coins dark coffee and caramel coasting in the round table sodero meal pass lonely girl reading free verses train of thoughts pass by whistling thirty silver coins

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