This infamy, O my Prince, is delicious! Some revile me, others applaud, I simply follow my incomprehensible road. A razor-thin path but you meet some good people, a terrible path but you hear a true word. Turn back? Because the wretched stare and see nothing? O Mira`s lord is noble and dark, and slanderers rake only themselves over the coalsSourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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