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Misery my muse, Why doest thou so abuse? Nary a bright young line to lend; This dark and suffered view.
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Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 12:12 AM UTC
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Misery my muse, Why doest thou so abuse? Nary a bright young line to lend; This dark and suffered view.
My Id must be a sadist and my ego a *********
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Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 12:12 AM UTC
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