Organ
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The men who taught mehope were barely any morethan a couple of kids with
organ shoes that thumpedtogether in bags slung overtheir shoulders, always.
Little me, but who am I to belittle. I loved once, she was precious, I thought she was the one without question. I felt it in my heart, she also fekt it, my soul resides on a plane that's plane but fruther than you could ever imagine.
