We are in the deep crack. It couldn't be worse if it were raining arseholes.
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And in the terror that unfolds when the script runs out, there is a beauty unlike any other, bittersweet and haunting, calling back to every song unsung, every story long forgot, every dream that fades with waking, that this too is not the end.
Starting to feel people like to pronounce wikipedia dead for the fun of it.