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I bring to you serenity in a cup time at a standstill material for fortune-tellers shadows of the Empire you drink a bit then spill it on your paper the stains spread like a sunset blotting out bad news * Empire - British Empire
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 12:46 PM UTC
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I bring to you serenity in a cup time at a standstill material for fortune-tellers shadows of the Empire you drink a bit then spill it on your paper the stains spread like a sunset blotting out bad news * Empire - British Empire
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 12:46 PM UTC
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