my quiver is full of the sharpest arrows. my bow is ready to strike.
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if only i were (someone) who could escape to my dreams.
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i have to serve, i have to. not that i want to, but because i know i have to serve.
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sword of the saint light of the north spread the word our dreams will come true
we share a common goal a united republic the golden republic
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swords of freedom
swords of justice
guns of freedom
blades of truth
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i can only speak for myself, what i feel, what i think.
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plans of destruction
destroy destroy destroy.
frog prince. prince frog.
kill. and be killed.
dark banishing.
beholder.
go fish.
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and i feel like my world is getting smaller sooner or later no space to call my own and dreams remain as dreams it no longer seems what it seems.
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> "…it depends on what information you seek."
>> "the information i seek is hard to find."
he added, "…if not, impossible to obtain."
> "what do you want to know?"
>> he thought long and hard. "it’s hard to explain right now."
> "but you know it in you, what you want?"
>> there was silence on his part. "i’ll think about that, later."
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folishness of the blind. foolishness of the blind.
FOOLISHNESS OF THE BLIND.