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Split between choices you bleach your thoughts with stories of false prophecy, unorthodox methods of self religion, decayed and edge-burned protratis of mythological entities, a made up story to present the rules we should live by. If religion is the cure to the blindsight, come now and give me vision, for right now I cannot see.
