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whatever it takes to make it I will fake it into the abyss of loneliness the treachieries will signicate as if you cant portray the portrait of sublime descendant precision of tactic will break your fall despite it all who do you call I hit the spot with a target on the wall stay strong as long as you are at arm today we will get revenge for everyone who had a default with the gaurt of some sort I forgive them for there support and take them to court I give up on there report as I come up to short rely on noone for there poor assault it's a cult that will just end in the wrong end of the boat
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