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. . . In crescendo, its biting sting tolls against the walls of my inner-self, revealing in its pure tone an emptiness nourished on a banquet of isolation. A feast of famine fit for the king of nothing . . .
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or just an organized way of doing things as wrong as your common senseless counterparts might...
Cute!
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