worrisome clowns with alkali hearts droning repetitive choruses of unduly patriotism as detumescence settles itself into the ids of those who believe oh, those worrisome clowns convincing us we have been abandoned by our gods so their words become our vessels and as we board we close our eyes tightly and begin the voyage to the dissolution of this mankindBirth sign: Virgo
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