After months of struggle, I am reaching to the peak, I want to shout to the top of my voice, but I am scared for the craw to hear the joy of happiness and fly away to its master who sent it to spy on his behalf.
The master's vains will pop out from the news, as he expects me to struggle until death. he started shout like mad, and mumbles with words that may puzzle others, trying to act crazy so everyone fears him, until when they'll fear a monster.
Oh my load, protect your belivers and cast away the disbelivers to a land with no mercy nor peace.
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