/begin ramble
if sanity was physical i'd smash it for forced struggle.
eyes on the prize we rivals create.
32-bit denizens with unmatched erections fire at all corners of the grey heaven.
dig the nails grit the skeleton and let it all come falling.
failure spreads the devil wings and takes flight through my universe.
shoot down the angels and usher in the ghosts.
lay...
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