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evilibby: Playing Portmeirion, probably.
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evilibby: Look Outside.
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evilibby: Hanging on.
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evilibby: Just see me fade; see me fade.
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evilibby: Dance to feel alive.
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evilibby: Meow, mew meow.
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evilibby: The Ruins
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evilibby: Light & Form
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evilibby: Gōd is mīn wīse, heard is mīn tunge; ic eom þēof in þȳstro.
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evilibby: O westron wind, when wilt thou blow? The small rain down can rain. And if my love were in my arms, and I in my bed again...
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evilibby: You're the one for me, Fatty.
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evilibby: She sells shells upon the sea shore, things slip through her hands so fast - she won't find love any more...
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evilibby: Spring! Longtime no see!
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evilibby: The good things distract you from the knowledge that you're just that tiny bit older... And the best things make you not care.
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evilibby: Fight for me.
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