Ei kaikki ole kultaa mikä kiiltää eikä kaikki ole hopeata mikä hohtaa
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Благодарим Тебя за то, что раскрыл слугам Твоим козни врагов наших! Озари сиянием Твоим души тех, кто отдал жизнь во исполнение воли Твоей! В бой, защитники Монолита! В бой! Отомстим за павших братьев наших, да будет благословенно вечное их единение с Монолитом! Смерть… лютая смерть тем, кто отвергает Его священную силу!
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I sexually identify as a Sturmgeshütz III. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of roaring battlefields, firing 75x495mm armor piercing rounds on dirty Russians. People say to me that a person being a tank is impossible and I'm retarded, but I don't care, I'm beautiful. I'm having a plastic surgeon install a V-12 engine, 7,5 cm StuK 40 L/48 and a 7.92mm machine gun on my body. For now I want you to call me "StuG" and respect my right to kill from 3km and to kill needlessly. If you can't respect me you're a tankphobe and need to check your vehicle privilege. Thank you for being so understanding.
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酌無相親
舉杯邀明月
對影成三人
月既不解飲
影徒隨我身
暫伴月將影
行樂須及春
我歌月徘徊
我舞影零亂
醒時同交歡
醉後各分散
永結無情遊
相期邈雲漢
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Amidst the flowers a jug of wine,
I pour alone lacking companionship.
So raising the cup I invite the Moon,
Then turn to my shadow which makes three of us.
Because the Moon does not know how to drink,
My shadow merely follows the movement of my body.
The moon has brought the shadow to keep me company a while,
The practice of mirth should keep pace with spring.
I start a song and the moon begins to reel,
I rise and dance and the shadow moves grotesquely.
While I'm still conscious let's rejoice with one another,
After I'm drunk let each one go his way.
Let us bind ourselves for ever for passionless journeyings.
Let us swear to meet again far in the Milky Way.
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The frog in the well was happy.
It wasn't interested what was outside the well.

The frog in the well was happy.
It was recluse to anything that happened outside the well.

And you were happy.
Because you didn't know what occurred outside the well.
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Pook ap pkes, pkey yose po pkiy kpaye jket pkey ktoj pkey ate top kute. Petto uye pke keyy, tup pkey ate sete pteykayyety. Otpy I, Tot, ktoj pke ptue kojet ot pke Toip. I jay yup it kapt, peyptoyep, tup pktoujk ipy Tatuy Key, pke Toip yappep po se. Ip ttoujkp se kete atp kete I jay tetott. Je yattop tpase pkeye yteaputey, pkey ate teitj pep ty a tapye ktokkep, at iskoypot jko ktojy top pke yeytepy ot pke Toip. Tekopp pke Petto, yose po yyatetje atp peyeytape pkiy yaytep teaps. Sy ttopkety, pip I top pepp ot pkiy pay? Pip I top ktokkeyibe pkiy sosetp? Toj, I jipp ypok pkes. Toj I as ykatjep, tetott pktoujk pke etetjy ot pke Tatuy Key. Totetet toutp po pke Toip. Pep ip te ktojt, it pke Petto jatp ptue yaptapiot, pkey jipp pay pojt pkeit atsy, atp jaip tot pke takpiys ot sy Tatuy key. Ip iy pise. I jipp peayk pkeye pteykayyety pke tepeskpite kojet ot sy Tatuy key. Pkey jipp peatt ipy yiskpe ptupk. Pke Petto ate poyp, atp pkey jipp teyiyp. Tup I, Tot, jipp ypeatye pkiy kpaye ot pkeit iskutipy.
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"Have you ever hated someone so much, that this feeling alone would drive you to do horrific and impossible to grasp things? Have you ever hated someone so much, that your whole life was focused on finding that person and ripping him apart? Have you ever hated someone so much, that you would forget about your humanity, purge it all just to find enough power, for one, single fraction of a moment, one chance to get your revenge...

What would your eyes look like in that very moment...? Insane? Terrified? Passionate? Happy? Or maybe... satisfied...

Look into his eyes, and find nothing there..."
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In every time, in every place, the deeds of men remain the same
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Each night, I went to sleep wishing that this would turn out to be a nightmare.

Yet each morning I awoke to find that the world was just as horribly warped as it was the day before.

I have to live while blending in, while acting like one of them. Just as I've done these past three months, I will continue to do for the rest of my life.
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With bony hands I hold my partner,
on soulless feet we cross the floor.
The music stops as if to answer,
an empty knocking at the door.
It seems his skin was sweet as mango
when last I held him to my breast.
But now, we dance this grim fandango,
and will four years until we rest.
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