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Through the grass you maneuvered your way. Preying on the weak, pleasing yourself, day by day. One must stay strong. When faced with such allure. One must remain true, true to the core. By doing so, you might regain control. Overcoming obstacles and much more. The knowledge gained unknown. For when man conquers this, where will the power go?
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 11:59 PM UTC
Where Will the Power Go?
Through the grass you maneuvered your way. Preying on the weak, pleasing yourself, day by day. One must stay strong. When faced with such allure. One must remain true, true to the core. By doing so, you might regain control. Overcoming obstacles and much more. The knowledge gained unknown. For when man conquers this, where will the power go?
SGArndt
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 11:59 PM UTC
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