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Brightness of a Blade
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The speakers are the dwarves singing their little victory song.
Now for the next versified roundabout: Stillness will be on her naked scalp, The dunes afar from her will dim, Close by, we heard her weak and foul, Come crawling like a rat.
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And no one was ill, and everyone was pleased, except those who had to mow the grass. |
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