all hope is lost
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Strike A Stone, Produce A Spark, Awe, Wonder, Strike A Stone, Produce A Spark,
Teary eyed and wandering down some old dirt road a million thoughts run through my head, an awful heavy load
A long time ago, a wise sorcerer once told me that every night, from then on, I will soundlessly fall asleep and have a peacefully lucid dream of a far better world.
i claim exertion to the separation of curtains and search of sanctum,