it used to be that i'd pursue you till i got you to the very ends of the earth and thats all well and good, but your kind of pursuit tires me, and i won't bother with it there is no point to the chase anymore the lord has stopped me again, and i will not continue i regard you with something like loss to the ends of the earth i fought for you and then thats the end the sand opens up and i am pulled down then covered up the end of the earthBirth sign: Aries
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