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You know things are moving. You're changing, you fellow Dead are changing, the world is ready for something miraculous. What are we waiting for?

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Isaac Marion
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
Music Journalist
Novelist
Writer
Seattle
Washington
Dead
Ready
Waiting
Moving
Something
Miraculous
Things
Fellow
World
Fellows
Changing

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