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And o'er him Myriads of topaz-lights and jacinth-work Brightening the skirts of a long cloud And sparkled keen with frost against the hilt Bourne of pure light…
Say hello to the new regime, same as the old regime.
When there’s blood in the streets, buy property.
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Awe! 🫢 How sweet.
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