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- bingethinker
- "...there was a man from the desert with naps in his head, the sand that he walked was also his bed, the words that he spoke made the people assume: there wasn't too much left in the upper room; with skins on his back and hair on his face, they thought he was strange by the locusts he ate, the Pharisees tripped when they heard him speak, until the king took the head of this jesus freak..."
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