Gnawing hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes.
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Re: Tommy Doesn't Know What Day It Is
I didn't know what day it was...when you walked into the room. I said "Hallo" unnoticed; you said goodbye too soon.
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