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  • Sage in the brush•

    “There comes a point at which we must relinquish the dead, let them go, keep them dead. ”

    I say NO. I will never let my dear father or my lover Nancy go!
    Wherever they went, I will go…be it somewhere or nowhere, that is where I am going.
    My father kept me from killing some bastards. My Nancy kept my heart from turning to stone.
    They keep the world safe from my rage and bitterness. I may be a vagabond in this world, but I am loyal to the just, the kind, the decent…whether alive or dead.

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