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My TheoryMy name is of inconsistency and smothers my soul. What you see is the blackest and most dark of the life which I lead. It is the epitome of destruction which foretells of future generations. Do not interfere with my mission for I am cursed with this gift which has been ordained by a ethereal being higher than any substantial mind could possibly comprehend.My Theory


GoneGoneGone
O Fair Maiden where art thou hid? You are gone, vanished from here What has caused you to disappear? I have searched far and wide, and traversed the ageless sea, yet you do not intend to reveal yourself to me. With sword in hand and nary a glimmer of hope I do my best, with this sadness to cope.
O Fair Maiden where art thou hid? I am weary, my search not yet done for it seems you insist to go and to run! What say your heart and soul to you? Be I your one and only true? Then be done with this catching, be done with this chase for there is li
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