I should have gotten Sang D'Argent. *sigh* No reason I can't have both, right? One for business, one for pleasure. Hard to decide which one is which. Two souls, alas, are trapped within my breast... Careful, Faust, she is a succubus.
The birds they sang at the break of day Start again I heard them say Don't dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be. Ah the wars they will be fought again The holy dove She will be caught again bought and sold and bought again the dove is never free.
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