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Intelligence..So Hard To Explain..

Our game is joyful and it is already tommorrow for me, my king, so i will praise my eternal soul, tommorrow of the day when time stopped and the ticking inside my head has ceased to desist and i can speak again knowing full well that the ticking will come to life again and again as it was before... is it not the fine logic of ones tainted mind of the young but the old and demented learn the faster but decease the faster as the young ignore the knowledge they were born with as they read what they already know but still fail in this world of.... Beautiful... Watching you and waiting, in the dark or in the light...no matter, he's there no matter what, but it will happen as the clouds fall and hit the earth as the dirt rises as the clouds and stain the horizon murky brown and the water glistens beautifully as the clouds shroud it with mist of the fine condensation of the water which used to be the limit... alas know not who thy are, thy speak nonsense as thy speak to thy skainsmate, try not to picture what a head off a body would look like, you know do you not that the..... God and Devil are my friends, I need to know them, but the devils still beating his wife ....and God is just trademarking everything ....and the sun is still out but the rains still there..hello...

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