i wear a mask molded from clay i walked on my shoes until the edges frayed alone i ve cast from my home give in to the wonderer my whole purpose is deceived i am no employee of god my whole purpose is deceived i am no employee of god my whole purpose is deceived i am no employee of god but i swear to you this i will see her again but i swear to you this i will see her again so hold tightly to this manifestation i will surrender my gold in the return for the patience of a loyal friend the accomplice to the slight in my hand 
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