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The phoenix rises from the ashes
of its former life.

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Take it easy, dude... Things are
not that bad! Gotta watch that blood pressure.

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Prying open my third eye.

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Hear that? That's the sound of
my heart being ripped out and thrown against the wall.

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Sowing the seeds of love.

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Tribal dog skull. 'Nuff said.

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