should the fate of a mercenary assassin lead to their death should anyone shed a tear? failure attempted as rigormortis settles over the malodorous aroma alerts the patrols. randomly the story gives clear pictures tastefully selected visions from the chaotic depressive tale. as we are all fated to become whole again with the dirt, a skull passing one voice to another is the same as any other at the end.
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