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The Forlorner, here. I am still forlorning among thy cruelle expanse of all living thinges, as per my usual.
I had the baristatrix put a sprig of cinnamon in my grande hazelnut latte this dreadful morn. It was simply fiendish. I do recommend.
Now then, goode friends, let us mark thy beginning of thee Ende Tymes as I prepare to unburden thy living with my pitiful existence. The tyme to join thee Eternal Forlorning is nigh! There shall be revelry and libations of the blaquest and moste dreadefulle sort to marque the countdown to passage!
Oh, world cruelle
I shall end mine ill
Without a shrill
And take thee pill
Upon day 30 of April
May thy Cruelle Solar Orbbe forever set upon thee all!
I had the baristatrix put a sprig of cinnamon in my grande hazelnut latte this dreadful morn. It was simply fiendish. I do recommend.
Now then, goode friends, let us mark thy beginning of thee Ende Tymes as I prepare to unburden thy living with my pitiful existence. The tyme to join thee Eternal Forlorning is nigh! There shall be revelry and libations of the blaquest and moste dreadefulle sort to marque the countdown to passage!
Oh, world cruelle
I shall end mine ill
Without a shrill
And take thee pill
Upon day 30 of April
May thy Cruelle Solar Orbbe forever set upon thee all!