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A broken arm! This is all that's left. I'm still fixing all the cracks. Like a strike up a love research when I get it again and I can't even get home. I'm afraid of all I am. I feel so good for you, Land. Silence ringing in my heart. Please carry me. Carry me. Sentinelary me