i've been here before but never with such intensity... do people understand what i mean?
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Till swollen with cunning, of a self-conceit, His waxen wings did mount above his reach, And, melting, heavens conspir'd his overthrow; For, falling to a devilish exercise, And glutted now with learning's golden gifts, He surfeits upon cursed necromancy; Nothing so sweet as magic is to him, Which he prefers before his chiefest bliss: And this the man that in his study sits. : Dr. Faustus (Marlowe)
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- in a gilded cage...very beautiful inside...but it's just as amazing outside...wonder if i should open the door...
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Hey I know!
kindred spirit..
what else?
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