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Dancing to the drumbeat of war, two mighty egos thrash and thrust. Tyrants both, each seeks dominion over all. (c.g.i.)
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And what is it you want then? (c.g.i.)
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Don't ask directions from this pair. (c.g.i.)
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Some things are better left unsaid. (c.g.i.)
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This nut isn't going to be around for christmas. (c.g.i.)
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Oh dear, this isn't right. This young lass is in trouble tonight. (c.g.i.)
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