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Cyan SkyCYAN SKY
You take things as you find them.
I take them as I need.
You despise me for my squalor ,
But I can escape from reality.
You invent absurd wishes,
Which cut me as a knife.
Encrypted Index of New DimensionsENCRYPTED INDEX OF NEW DIMENSIONS
Escape from the Hall of Despair.
Clear the way to the epoch of search.
Arise from the moral half-dead state.
It is the beginning of a new world.
You can yield to demands –
Your fiends will not fail to remind of these facts,