armond
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- Apr 26, 2020
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Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,Update got delayed and we're getting full Psylocke in february
jk
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fapping,
Signifying nothing.