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Oh, whatever chill might befall me, or if rain or storm or tide pull at my resolve, I've found something that works forever, or maybe it works enough to play this game. What can you do to me? Nothing. I've forgotten to give you time to respond, do you...? No. The tide gives no answer, the storm no complaint, the rain patters as if nothing was said. Could there be a face who joins me in this fierceness? Well, it might surprise me now. I've given up. This was all there was to conquer, and it wasn't even hard. Why are you still here? Why am I here, come to think of it? Should I have left? Ah, but now it's time to finish what I started. Even though it's in shadows, even if it couldn't be heard, our hearts still beat on.
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Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 1:23 AM UTC
Playback, To Our Neverending
Oh, whatever chill might befall me, or if rain or storm or tide pull at my resolve, I've found something that works forever, or maybe it works enough to play this game. What can you do to me? Nothing. I've forgotten to give you time to respond, do you...? No. The tide gives no answer, the storm no complaint, the rain patters as if nothing was said. Could there be a face who joins me in this fierceness? Well, it might surprise me now. I've given up. This was all there was to conquer, and it wasn't even hard. Why are you still here? Why am I here, come to think of it? Should I have left? Ah, but now it's time to finish what I started. Even though it's in shadows, even if it couldn't be heard, our hearts still beat on.
AkameOlea
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Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 1:23 AM UTC
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