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when reassigned, the man oblivious to his current privacy calls on his few belongings to become the well trained animals of his previous transience and is carried sleeping by them to a place far, not far with two questions for magic light as an itch in the body of a god whose assassin son owns only what he can store as regret in the animal mind
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Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 2:41 PM UTC
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when reassigned, the man oblivious to his current privacy calls on his few belongings to become the well trained animals of his previous transience and is carried sleeping by them to a place far, not far with two questions for magic light as an itch in the body of a god whose assassin son owns only what he can store as regret in the animal mind
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Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 2:41 PM UTC
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