Obstacles conquer every move about to be made before the check mate.
Psychic energy that is spied on is only to be taken advantage of by the time this happens.
Suspense is only held long enough for the patient.
Once to the point it is only to be argued by opinions, everyone has and entered into a realm which is unimaginable.
Therefore excluding any hope that is if that you believe any of this is true.
Lies are much more fun, unfortunately they don't make any sense if their not believable.
Imagination lies on the shelf.
Long live reality stretch or a contagious yawn.

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