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Corruption


Unicorns and rainbows. Flowers and sunshine. I thought I knew it all, but maybe I was blind. I saw innocence and purity, so I ran toward your light. It didn't last very long. When there's day, there's night. I wanted to keep you ignorant, but you've seen through all of my jokes. I tried to keep your light on, with tickle fights, and pokes. In those moments, I've realized, darkness isn't always wrong. Even now, on dark days, your light still flickers on.
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Hackworth
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<p>Amen. Yes God.</p>
Caractacus
Darkness is always wrong - that's what makes the light more beautiful. "God is light and in Him is no darkness at all," (1 John 1:5). Here is the refuge from all corruption.

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