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Calamity is a storm of icy rain and striking fires. Casting you about in a boat of your own design and build. Preparing for the approaching storm with a firm rutter. And you will survive, only if though willed. Calamity is a renegade goat of raging fury and slyly forte. Hammering its way into you aiming for the throat of your own girth. Heat and eat hearty meals to be able to retort. And you will survive, and be of worth. Calamity is a surprise, you cannot see it’s approach. So be prepared and well-equipped. Stomp it out like a fire or upon a roach. And you will survive, through your own wit.
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Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 10:47 AM UTC
Calamity Is Always Coming
Calamity is a storm of icy rain and striking fires. Casting you about in a boat of your own design and build. Preparing for the approaching storm with a firm rutter. And you will survive, only if though willed. Calamity is a renegade goat of raging fury and slyly forte. Hammering its way into you aiming for the throat of your own girth. Heat and eat hearty meals to be able to retort. And you will survive, and be of worth. Calamity is a surprise, you cannot see it’s approach. So be prepared and well-equipped. Stomp it out like a fire or upon a roach. And you will survive, through your own wit.
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Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 10:47 AM UTC
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