
They belong to the Cosmos...

I'm a Thinker; I could break it down.
I'm a Shooter- trust me, baby.
As we jump out, feel it in the Will.
Will you come now, Peacefully with me?
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That was a horrible plot device. It really was.
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Did you think that this Love would last you forever?
Now, as all your thinking is Over...!
Out of space, where someone's Waiting there...
The sounds of Children, playing in the Fallout..!
Above the Pain!