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RESURRECTION, COME!!
Resurrection, come! Revive my sanded soul, stuck in life's newest phase! In life's newest phase, I find myself 'lone in thought, panning for gold bits. Panning for gold bits lost in my shimm'ring daylight cruise for sanity. Cruise for sanity amid the lost artifacts missing from my life. Missing from my life: pieces to be reattached-- resurrection, come!
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