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The Reaper reaps the retarded crop. Unwholesome stalks are spaired, while the innocent are cut down.
Urge, I don't have a website, and if I did it would be devoted to the Craft (NOT THE MOVIE).
I made a spelling mistake somewhere. Be damned if I can find it, though.:p
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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