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Onward we go...
Blessed are the timid hearts that evil hate,
that quail in its shadow, and yet shut the gate;
that seek no parley, and in guarded room,
though small and bare, upon a clumsy loom
weave tissues gilded by the far-off day
hoped and believed in under Shadow's sway.
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Egroeg Ihkhsal
- Would you believe in the love at first sight?
- Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time!
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