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Serius
Serius, Arch Nemisis of such bliss that you woulodn't know to miss the beating of your heart inside or the doors of hades swinging wide and the gentlest carresses of the dragons tongue leaving traces of sulphourous flaming nether-dung 'pon your head, though had you read, you'd know the stygain darkling doors near, creaking woe serius, enchanting stalwart scoin of royal lineage, going back to hell from which, i swear, my oldest ansestral memory, is of that day i fell from heavens trumpt up majesty, through a very vale of tears to land here among these people, and their many lovely lively fears an eye i wiped, and without an upward glance i set about to make the best, of my every chance to find employers fit for me, apprentise as i was back then to try to fit in with this crowd, so evil was this race of men gently, trepidations palpitate, this cavern of flame within my chest i wandered to and fro, trying my levelest best to figure out how to compete, with Adams vicious broods still on my guard, still atremble, they have such moods to and fro, yet still i go aworried and afrighted, don't you know i kneel and pray, to God above, for His grace trapped in this so beknighted place often to and fro, to and fro
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