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Pandemic prophecies from 2 months to 2 millennia, and a song
That makes me sad. Sadder than anything he has done besides make us hate him. Hating him gives him power over us… I suppose if we all get to pour out our poison, at least it doesn’t stay inside us.
I do not welcome you into my home because of WHAT you are to my home. I welcome you because of WHO you are to me.