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I feel the swarm is getting denser and denser! Louder, heavier, warmer they're sweeping crashing in waves. I feel the passion of a thousand tiny missiles. As hard as I can shut my eyes, this dream never ceases to sting. Once hands that built and guided now bind. They channel vigors of youth, we were all blissfully laughing! Ahh hahaha! AH HAHAHAHAHA!
The young, the callow shall develop and grow against the grain. It's now your duty so it's your destiny to learn and teach, to love and leech so come all my wide-eyed children!
...the bottom feeders. Feeders we are...
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