Grievance
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{} awoke. stretching against the manicals, {} eyed beauty in the glass gleamed sun. fortune smiles, time derefrences that take. {} moves the curtains to find a shadow, and the whisperings of it flutter away to leave the world sagging as {} stood in disbelief. now spun unto a new task, the manicals recalling and echoing off the tears weaped behind, patterning in the glass gleamed sun. they fall wavering, in disbelief.
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