he took his vorpal sword in hand;
long time his manxome foe he sought --
so rested he by the tumtum tree
and stood a while in thought.
my little horse must think it queer
to stop without a farmhouse near,
between the woods and frozen lake
the darkest evening of the year.
do severals, be severals. how it is
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what's up, gull and such here, recent "wait there's more than one of us" realizers. whoops!
still giant robot fans, still pmd: explorers enthusiasts. imagine we are wearing a big button that says "ask us about Void Stranger". you should play all the games we like right now. the media backlog continues to grow ever further, and finally fucking continuing Initial D slips further and further out of reach.....
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