my noble friend, the minister
look at westid, not so clever without his precious antidote. now we can take the piss because he feels it like the rest of us
1+2=3 3+4=7 2+4=6 7+6=13 13+3=16
synthesis your way through the daylight, while it burns like fire. don’t get it wrong, or you’re dead. foolish experiment by misadventure. this is why we have rules, protect you from yourself
if you can work it out i will give you the antidote. the cure for all i am
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