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as I knock on devils door he'll probably just open that trap door an send me back to the pit beside where he keeps mother the first angel you sent down to bring me back didn't take somehow this time you sent one a few years late you somehow knew my type you let me pick the angel this time somehow she was able to bring me back from the depths of hell which is why she'd be the only I'd ever want to marry if not I'll probably just stay in the dark nothing can hurt you if you don't see it
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