The pretender feels the presure...
*row row your boat*
The roles he assumes are more trying then yesterday...
*gently down the stream*
Failiur and set backs expend reserves of controls...
*merrily merrily merrily*
The life-line misplaced out of reach...
*life is but a dream*
The betrayer lives well...
*row row your boat*
The magic of the night fades and the vacume filled by hollowness...
*gently...
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