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A dark day. A dark hour. He wanted direction, the world gave none. He tried feeling the cool, clear feel of the blue ocean as the hot embers consumed him. Dispassion,hatred, revenge and malice won the day. A dark day. A dark hour. He wanted direction, the world gave none. He tried feeling the cool, clear feel of the blue ocean as the hot embers consumed him. Dispassion,hatred, revenge and malice won the day.
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