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Likewise 😀

And, yes, I did … but that’s not the point, dammit!

Whether I had it all backed up or not is neither here nor there and the fact that you are so dismissive of my pain … minimising it … dismissing it … negating it … on the grounds that I have a backup proves my point that you have no soul, you monster — for you, another’s tears are merely water.

[A poet without a soul … oooh, there’s a concept to play with — are you familiar with the writings of Shan Yu at all?]

There’s the existential dimension to consider, you Philistine! The experience … the psychoemotional impact… oh, the inhumanity!

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Where Angels Fear
Where Angels Fear

Written by Where Angels Fear

There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live and too rare to die.

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