FROM THE MIME KING'S MANIFESTO

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The time for dialogue is no more. We traveled the road of peace, and it led us to a dead end. An insurmountable wall stands before us, we cannot climb it, we cannot go around it, but we can break through it. Forget your fears, for they've all come true. You are already dead, and the only thing crossing your mind now is "how many people came to my funeral?" Fuck that! Wake up and step out your casket.

Skeletons in the Rainजहाँ कहानियाँ रहती हैं। अभी खोजें