Who threw away that key, and why so long ago? For what reason do I lock myself into a stifling container set on "mildew," and lose touch with my heart of hearts. Sacred Contracts. Soul Buybacks. Let's (Not) Make a Deal - at least not until we can see which side we're voting for. And as for me and my house, which will serve Me?! Aye, that is the question.
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