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 | O Great and Invisile Lord, why must we wander in this desert heat.... | |
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| Oh, here we go... | |
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| And why must I thirst... why must I sweat and toil.. | |
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| Just keep up. | |
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| I have sand in my shoe... I'm hungry,,, when are we going to stop? | |
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| CHRIST..... not even Ramses the Great made this much racket, and I smote that sucker really hard... there's a lesson in that. | |
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