All these fleeting and mortal feelings. I wish I had a blade. I would cut them down one by one. I would set a torch for each. I would cleanse the wickedness from my bones.
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All these fleeting and mortal feelings. I wish I had a blade. I would cut them down one by one. I would set a torch for each. I would cleanse the wickedness from my bones.
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