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An Unholy Invocation of Crippling Doom
All Your Base Are Belong To Us
Tonight. I stole a little bit from the world and made it mine. I now have a new limb.
I saw myself smile like I have never smiled before. And I was beautiful. Tonight I ruled the city.
I thought I would be anxious and stressed but I have never been calmer.
Tonight I found one of my lost pieces. And it was good.
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