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It Was Written

“From the presence of my father in a garden with trees of figs… to a peasant in a darker pen where I would now feast with pigs.”

from Prodigal Son


Before this “But daddy doesn’t know where I’ve been. Deep down I really wanna see daddy again.” After it “So my King, I’ll scrub the floors if you just take back your prince.”

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