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The ground didn't merely shake-it shuddered with a rhythnic, bone-jarring thrum: the thump-thump-thump of a thousand Fee-Fi-Fo-Fums
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There's something wrong with being so right, my dear. You turned non-conformity into conformity. You used the light in music's presence to blind the love in their hearts with freezing coldness. You ran out of human kindness long before you…
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