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    Split between choiced, you bleach your thoughts with stories of false
    prophecy. Unorthodox methods of self religion, decayed and edge-burned
    portraits of mythological entities, a made up story to present the rules we
    should live by. If religion is the cure for to blindsight, come now and give
    me vision, for right now I cannot see.

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