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Sit Upon Thorns

A FIT OF SHIVERS CLOAKED IN SILENCE PALE AS SNOW PONDERING DESCENT NO ONE KNOWS MY IMAGINARY FEARS CAREFUL AND QUIET AS A CAT I SLITHER THROUGH THE DARKNESS SOAKED ANS SHIVERING.

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