| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Snide Madonnas total my mistakes, bleed me with thin forgiveness, which is to say: a dry inertia is tangled in the grass, and I smell a dream of the darker stuff or from the poem, Getting Drunk on Gravel Roads, -- Take this to the bank, so say we all: every religion is a lie and every patriot a traitor.
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