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The begining of the end.
It always ends, and Begins again.My plans for world domination...Oh yes...I went there.
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I must chase my Demons off into the abyss of the sky, where the sheltering wings of bliss await the brethren of the clouds.
For we are the sons and daughters of flight, we howl at the earth below, wings of thunder spread in an eternal glide.
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