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There once was a girl who lived in an interface.
She could never sit still and talked too much,
but loved to rant and draw art exchanges.

Nothing's what it seems to be,
I'm a replica, I'm a replica
Empty shell inside of me
I'm not myself, I'm a replica of me...

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There once was a girl who lived in an interface.
She could never sit still and talked too much,
but loved to rant and draw art exchanges.

Joe: Why aren't there just fences to keep the deer off the highway then?

Cait: ...because... we're mainers dude. We keep shotguns IN our cars. If bambi leaps onto the highway... f*ck the car dude. Bambi isn't dead cuz of the car.. Bambi bites it... cuz buck tooth jimmah is leaning out the car window with a rifle!

fear my stabbity stab stab death of a thousand dooms!

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a master of the mystical katana<br><br>noble; honorable; deadly</b></td>
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<font size=1><font color=#9933FF>"I do what I do for the good of the soul; With this alien force, it cannot be whole. Perchance he won't see it, or like it, or care, But if he knew what I've been through, He would know that it's there."<BR> "I do what I do for the good of the mind. Until we're victorious, we're two steps behind. We can't see what we fight, by search or by scan, But we know that he's frightened, 'Cause we're part of his plan."<BR> "I do what I do for the good of the heart, For it fills mine to know that we do play a part. I don't know whether fallen from reason or grace, But I sense this strange life form Once had a child's face."<BR> "I do what I do for the good of the world. We refuse to stay warm in our be