doses
it stared again, without a map we lost all our clothes, our boots dripped the earth, the air smelt of cloves, we came across a fountain and in it bathed a bird, i watched him start to speak his words, "you two are surely lost, this is not a fever dream, your hearts are buried deep in the permafrost.", the creature was a pelican, but wasn't colored white, a false alarm in a coal mine, he made me believe that we hadn't given each other our hearts, you stole mine, "you two are surely lost, this is not a fever dream, your hearts are buried deep in the permafrost.", of this, i'm sure it said we'd find a way, someone help me out, "you two are surely lost, this is not a fever dream, your hearts are buried deep in the permafrost.", of this, i'm sure it said we'd find a way, someone help me out, "you two are surely lost, this is not a fever dream, your hearts are buried deep in the permafrost.", of this, i'm sure it said we'd find a way, someone help me out of this place
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