| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - s against mineand for the first time since the sky cracked open,i feel like royalty.there is a castle nestled atop a nameless hill wherea nameless king kneels to his subjects. i do not knowwhat to call you anymore, but we will followthe abandoned railroads until we stumble across thiskingdom and name it resilience. i have never seen you cry.if we crawled into a lion's den and built a fort of our secr
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