Savage World/Swamp Witch

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This is General King, report. This is six actual Myavis on a high value target. Please advise over. Roger, you've got a green light. Execute. Here's the close I gather here. Like shadows in the night. The season of my life is gone. But ain't lost without my hate. The blues of war was taken by the valleys of my mind. The difference between the dark and the sky. The battle is time. The war is the storm itself. The war is time for someone else. The season's by the trees. The evolution of a planet on the moon. The war is time for someone else. I remember the days so vividly. I was a child in the effort. The blood upon my mother's thigh. And the experience of her. For these grows well circling. For that walkable home. Gave me four eyes to feed. The sickness had me down. The butter down, pinky-green. The fountain fire I could eat. She did me a fuck of mail. We have a lucid old scavenger man. The sacred ancient ever in the heat. It is provided by the land. It is provided by identity. Our wolf from our madhouse. We close the war for safety's. Valley's all behind. The difference between the dark and the sky. Giver by his eyes. The same thing you claim. The fountain fire I could eat. The fresh and the awful leaves. The evolution of the scavenger man. Prophality of savage world. The season of the crow-hole. The fire dies drenched in blood. But the efforts never blow-hole. For these grows well circling. For that walkable home. Gave me four eyes to feed. The sickness had me down. What is going down? We'll carry death to someone else. But let it all into the end. We have a lucid old scavenger man. The wild and the wild. The wild and the wild. The wild and the wild. The wild and the wild. The wild and the wild. The wild and the wild.