I’m not dead

Cuius regio

Look for me elsewhere

I made this town complete

My chest seems to hurt

Fever

Ite, missa est

Smells like Earth

They’re crushing me

I’m coming home

Look up, here I am

We don’t care for outsiders

He came into a burden

Boddho, caress his roots

He who follows the lines is a menkhu

With all his heart

Are we not Men?

It was the final straw

The body that contains us all

Suok’s ways winding askew

Everything is connected

Look down, there he is

Feed me

They look uneasy

My darling

Spin the yarn

You don’t really love me

I’m going

Mirror Mirror

Leave me alone

The spitting image

Never really cared for the dead

About time we broke up

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