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Tears of regret bathed in ash.
An oath kept soundly in the heart.
Twenty intentions sought and sorted.
The nights are full of whispers.
Pride cannot fill one's belly.
If you count the good omens of a dream, they are the mountain, the hawk, the trident.
Show me baby. The last show!
The answer is inside of you.
You know what I mean?
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