You wonder why you came. How you managed to screw it all up. You pray for summers end. But you can't begin to understand. I'll meet you there. At the beginning of autumn. Just keep staring at the sun. But never back down from what you thought was real. Have you comprehended any of this. You can rule the air. But you will never tell the difference.
Well now that you're thouroughly confused behold, PIE!!!!
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The power... of the impossible.