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What it meant? What it was for?

Please, oh please, take me to the sea

He revered her like a goddess and like a true god she treated him with indifference at best and cruelty at worst.

Trapped by my calculated decisions. Boxed in by flawed plans of my own visions.

Just do it because I rescued you from the darkness that eventually consumed me

There was this maniac idea that you had to always top the night before. That every night should be a peak.

They thought they could save him. They thought they could change him.

Are you going to chose and believe that every piece of human knowledge recorded has made its way to the internet?

My friend has quite a special power.

For the errantly discarded butt, thrown away and forgotten, can ignite a holocaust that will wipe the earth clear.