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that would make you a force for good. And while you may be my antithesis you obviously lack my greatest strength: Style. Oh, and WMDs, naturally. Since I have fiverinium, you cannot defeat me. And I've started synthesising it....so there!
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O to be wafted away From this black aceldama of sorrow; Where the dust of an earthy today Is the earth of a dusty tomorrow! |
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