Let’s just skip ahead to that moment when we’re two blackbirds frolicking in a field of a thousand ravens–not because we’re impatient to blend into the abyss of homogeneity, but because we’re impatient to finally be together in the fresh open spaciousness AND SING OUR TRUTH SONGS AT VOLUME TEN.
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