tightrope irruption
funmarole firing line
raven's feather
on the suspect sidewalk
it is no quest quarry
sand to acquire
the burst bibelots hang
in cold constellations
Welcome to the Age of Disappearance.
You get used to being cold, you get used to being tired, you get used to being hungry, you even get used to being in pain, but you never get used to being disrespected.
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