The theme song of the evil hordes’ advance The lumber of the drums, it swallows thee/you/all romance, dance, perchance The music floating limply in the air
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Writing and I have a love/hate relationship. And by that I mean hate/hate/love. But I’m gonna do it anyways… so you might as well come along for the ride
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