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I'm not the storms in the sky or the earthquakes in the dirt. The water churning behind a carefully built dam without a touch of my finesse as cracks liter its surface. I am the monster lurking underneath those calm waters no storm brewing as I slam my head into this obstacle of freedom, only to realize I doomed the town.
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May 15
May 15, 2026 at 11:35 AM UTC
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I'm not the storms in the sky or the earthquakes in the dirt. The water churning behind a carefully built dam without a touch of my finesse as cracks liter its surface. I am the monster lurking underneath those calm waters no storm brewing as I slam my head into this obstacle of freedom, only to realize I doomed the town.
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May 15
May 15, 2026 at 11:35 AM UTC
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