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At once, coffee and tea, next second, scans. Sweet, to hints of saccharine. Burned bread is one thing to dunk-- but diagrams? Tunnel to the light, here is the night. All fall prey to life. Tunnel to the light, here falls the night. All fall prey. Now, you hasten. I am still slow. What will I do, though, when you go? Let's find out.
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May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 1:18 PM UTC
Necro Haste
At once, coffee and tea, next second, scans. Sweet, to hints of saccharine. Burned bread is one thing to dunk-- but diagrams? Tunnel to the light, here is the night. All fall prey to life. Tunnel to the light, here falls the night. All fall prey. Now, you hasten. I am still slow. What will I do, though, when you go? Let's find out.
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May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 1:18 PM UTC
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