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And I A Broken Vessel

And I a broken vessel stuck in the sands of time resort to times in time when the newness of the traits struck from out the land of nothingness to glory not made by human hands. Filled with riches yet unseen by blighted eyes a token made for love reflected decadence and pain. And I a broken vessel am broken in the sand covered up and waiting until the desert land is filled with clear,clean water with salvation close at hand

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