Slew

A dawn without clouds. Brown goes gray and life fades out. Go and slay a clown for all I care, you'd be down there a while trying to get a dog to commence his bit on your ​child's killer, you need a healer to live but a healer just gives all his strength to a stranger, without feet like a ghost that's been walking around with your blessing, and though you knew you had ten friends or foes on your side, you can't find a place to hide.

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