Without the armour, you're the third half of a story that never happened.
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Hey, you need some lip balm? I accidentally bought two because I thought the store had started selling individual double A batteries.
Sweet sleep! Enshroud me in thine fogencumbered wreath. Oh! To forget the world, and all of its dealings! Sleep, here I present myself to worship you. Come quickly, sweet Nemesis, I beg of you.