.Someday you'll pass with relief from the tossing sea of despair onto the solid ground of truth.
Nothing you can say will prove me a bastard.
I'm left with everything, still stray to question "why?"... "why?"... "why?", "why?", "why?"...
Our hands were on the same spear that drove in.
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