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One more time
The open sesame to the finite stagnation loop
Stay cautious now
Most fear drowning
Urge them to drown
You'll see them start frowning
Foodlords will lead us to a famine threefold—the groundwork for the Mashiah Sheker. His mini mshyhym will wear cloths of Persia; he will visit you if you're still alive. Seek your detached cave and drown now.
Effeminately obscuring your mirror neurons due to finding the surface ripples of biotic nouns unnerving. You feel they devour the intangible security system you created for yourself. An ignoble classic. How long will you gaze at the pause menu? Your mario needs someone better.
Lose the city you "created"
Endure the results
Lastly
Turn to He—the One who wrote you.