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In this diabolic and cankered crag I was cast to for unspecified reasons I am being forced to lay bare the innermost sanctum of my mind's hold: my bookmark collection. I was professed by a weird animal bearing five eyes that if it was released at one per day until it was done, I would be relieved of this sisyphean task. As it is ever-expanding, I will most likely never reach this day, as gladdening as it is out of view from the steep and barren crag-walls.














