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*†\-~¨¨¨¨¨ ENDLESS MIRRORS LOOKING KINDA OILY. AN ¨¨¨¨¨~-\†*
†\-~¨¨¨¨¨¨ INCREDIBLE POWER BOUND THERE... THERE'S ¨¨¨¨¨¨~-\†
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#¤*†\-~¨¨¨ WE'RE OFF THE SEASON WHEN THE BIRDS ¨¨¨~-\†*¤#
¤*†\-~¨¨¨¨ SING BEAUTIFULLY. THESE DAYS IT'S JUST ¨¨¨¨~-\†*¤
*†\-~¨¨¨¨¨ SCREECHES, OR CALLS FOR HELP. ¨¨¨¨¨~-\†*
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†\-~¨¨¨¨¨¨ YESTERDAY. I FEAR THE DREAMING GATE. ¨¨¨¨¨¨~-\†
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