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2010
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08:00 pm
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the trophy that i made for us in fur and gold.
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The queens and the court jesters clapped, adored. Their hearts swelled to overdrive and mercy soared. 'Mercy this and mercy that, let justice prevail.' ButIi just want my trophy back, it's not for sale. Heaven is a feeling I get in your arms. Creatures of mercy, shoot, shoot; shoot them down and set me free.
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