Smells of sense don’t matter

No glasses worn the dragons show up in bells. Seemingly call my name heard distant to other humans. A shared story repeated in advance: the show must go on. Remember everything you tried to forget as the remaining players go on a picnic. Me against me but I just can’t forfeit.

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