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Some hunt because they're hungry. Others, for sport. Am I really just another head to mount on your wall? No. I will deny, repeatedly, licking my wounds, Until my head is severed.
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Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 2:54 PM UTC
Game.
Some hunt because they're hungry. Others, for sport. Am I really just another head to mount on your wall? No. I will deny, repeatedly, licking my wounds, Until my head is severed.
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Dec 31, 2018
Dec 31, 2018 at 2:54 PM UTC
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