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I stand triumphant, my words echo here across the world of ours. The woes that once plagued me, all fall into towers of salt and sand. A voice beckons to me, birds come here across to see the truth. One once great empire of words, fall Into the ruins of what never was.
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Mar 5, 2022
Mar 5, 2022 at 11:51 PM UTC
Jouska
I stand triumphant, my words echo here across the world of ours. The woes that once plagued me, all fall into towers of salt and sand. A voice beckons to me, birds come here across to see the truth. One once great empire of words, fall Into the ruins of what never was.
Jousts is not a common word, but refers to a hypothetical conversation that you compulsively play out in your head.
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Mar 5, 2022
Mar 5, 2022 at 11:51 PM UTC
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