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blastimus but they since rose, and won the day.
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eight

Many tentacles grasp my members and sides and hold me down as I stare inside it's black inky eyes, that reflect me.

I stare at me and I see the fear that called it forth and fed it nightmares, the octopus of darkened days,

and like a sick and sleeping eight my nights of sins go to infinity and when they wake they come in eights like a weeks worth of dreams and another day to ruin them all.

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