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I care not for the currents of the world. Many a time have I seen them pass like a drifting sound. Save yourself the blabbering and plant yourself remote. Demons cannot scream when no one's around.
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Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 10:21 PM UTC
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I care not for the currents of the world. Many a time have I seen them pass like a drifting sound. Save yourself the blabbering and plant yourself remote. Demons cannot scream when no one's around.
Aranyani
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Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 10:21 PM UTC
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