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A rampaging torment flows with every passing wave, escalating regression and stockpiling the rage. Clarity, now a fading memory wilting in the shadows of a cave. The price of congenial lunacy, satisfactory for those who enslave.
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 9:55 PM UTC
The Culprit
A rampaging torment flows with every passing wave, escalating regression and stockpiling the rage. Clarity, now a fading memory wilting in the shadows of a cave. The price of congenial lunacy, satisfactory for those who enslave.
wajid-doumani
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 9:55 PM UTC
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