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Filth In Purity, Purity In Filth

I can't live without this I have found life in death Healing through sickness Creation through destruction Light in darkness I can't live without this That which holds me down gives me flight That which enslaves me, frees me That which sickens me, heals me I've found purity in filth and Filth in purity Nothing held sacred is sacred Sickness overcomes me It lets me soar (Originally written 11-24-19)

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Date: 1/16/2020 12:47:00 AM
nicely worded :-)
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Date: 1/10/2020 1:50:00 PM
Hello Alan Gatica,oh - I do not think that sickness makes anyone soar. Have a nice day my friend.
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Date: 1/11/2020 10:30:00 PM
Fine then. It gives me flight. Have a nice day too.

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