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| what is the methodology, I don't understand, please release me, this is pain most unknown. I fear. | |
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| to the victor the spoils. into it, up to your neck. | |
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| please release me from this. this act of creation is a thing most frightening, there is none left but I alone. there is nothing left but scorn. | |
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| I know not fear, I know only that which I know I know not. the skies tremble and the seas bleed with oxygen, bring your destruction upon you like the fires of the eternal furnace. paper or plastic? | |
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| will it ever finish? I place my trust. love me. hi your fly's down. nice panties. please release me. | |
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