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Nobody Likes A Clown At Midnight

Sometimes When You're Young, You Have Moments Of Such Happiness, You Think You're Living On Someplace Magical, Like Atlantis Must Have Been. Then We Grow Up And Our Hearts Break Into Two.

You Will Not Falter, Because You Will Have The Everlasting Arm Of The Lord God Of Hosts To Lean On. Yes. With God’s Help You Will Stand.

First Comes Smiles, Then Lies. Last Is Gunfire.-roland Deschain, Of Gilead

The Soil Of A Man’s Heart Is Stonier; A Man Grows What He Can And Tends It.