 Re: Topaz dust
*as Chaynce wanders by he notices the note*
I have a box of greenstone dust. 3000 True and its yours.
Signed,
Chaynce
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My hands are tied - The billions shift from side to side - And the wars go on with brainwashed pride - For the love of God and our human rights - And all these things are swept aside - By bloody hands time can't deny - And are washed away by your genocide - And history hides the lies of our civil wars
G n R - Civil War
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