Title: Необов'язково

Text: Standing on the waters casting your bread, while the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing. Distant ships sailing into the mist, you were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing. Freedom just around the corner for you, but with the truth so far off, what good will it do? Кожен абзац буде тестом.

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