Vehemence. The Thoughts From Which I Hide. Nameless Faces, Scattered Remnants. Naglost. Misli od koder sem Hide. Nameless Faces, Scattered ostankih.
...FIELD LITTERED WITH BLOODY WRETCHED MORNING AIR CRISP WITH THE STENCH OF THE SUFFERING DESPAIR EMANATES FROM THE MELANCHOLY SHELLS NAMELESS FACES, SCATTERED REMNANTS
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