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I asked him to hand me the brochure, he said bro sure, the sword illuminates the hands of the mages, when I swing my blade of obsidian, it wedges in, I find myself a crevice to live, an unidentified object sits, when I look to my left, it suddenly vanished, I make my way under the surface unlike varnish, the depths are similar to The Descent, my preference of a gender must remain at a neutral, I’m sure you’ll understand for what it’s worth I give you a token of my appreciation, a promotion is in line but I don’t see it coming to a fruition, I was a magician’s assistant just like a physician, a winding cavern leads to a suspicious looking well that no one can open, I lay awake hopin’, if you do not break then you are not yet broken, regenerate my wounds like Logan and show a, scar on my arm the size of a small incision, Just because you cannot see it doesn’t mean it isn’t there
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