New moon.
Has chewed.
Half a heart.
The rest is spewed.
Don't know.
Why I waste time.
Everyone is dumb.
'Cept for like two people.
Gotta run.
Late night.
Fate right?
All white.
No insight.
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Where scoundrels, thieves, dice players, witches, and monster-hunters go to have a drink.
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- Laundry room and neongirl. Food poet and lonester. Would make sense.
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