I've tried to name a more plain way to say that I have pain in my brain, yet the stain of a layman's tray of words doesn't rightly fill the array. A slim mainstay of verbal pay plays only a grey slate. Gaining the strained reverent remains of a medium near slain might be training enough however. Unless this craning to reach greatness is in the domain of the dead. What a shame.
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