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The fire of pain burns the underbrush of comfort of the soul, providing rich ashes of potential, as the rains of despair satiate the soil of the soul, facilitating renewed growth of character. It's just a matter of learning to withstand the firestorms.
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Jul 6, 2012
Jul 6, 2012 at 1:53 PM UTC
Firestorms
The fire of pain burns the underbrush of comfort of the soul, providing rich ashes of potential, as the rains of despair satiate the soil of the soul, facilitating renewed growth of character. It's just a matter of learning to withstand the firestorms.
Anubis-the-Philosomancer
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Jul 6, 2012
Jul 6, 2012 at 1:53 PM UTC
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