The gods were born of the void and she was void. Of her children, she was proud and blessed them with all she had. She took delight in watching their …
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The_Imani
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It starts with the gavel, three bangs that seal the fate of a convict; sounds that haunt the 3008 death row inmates all of which seat like shy brides awaiting …
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Crooked nose, imbalanced lips, bad skin, pockmarks, double chin, and stubborn braid – these are flaws that we try to conceal with the aid of the mirror. Humans are wired …