toungue mahdi that which is my right is also my left. Oh, beautiful sword of honey conundrum and defilement, where now is the truth? You whose double roads the highest among us have tread so gallumphantly, where is our truth. In our mud-only state our flames and birds have left, and us with the hilt and a single tusk. 021213 ... . tongue 021213 ... mwahaha pointing_out_spelling_misakes 021213 what's it to you? who go blather from