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00:55Murky, muddy sight. Cicada wings are heavy. A thousand pounds is light.
01:13Nothing but carnage.
01:16You're so cold, Haman!
01:19If you feel lonely all by yourself, just let this little bird fly free.
01:26It'll bring friends back to you.
01:39Yin feeds fire. Yang suppresses it.
01:45The suppression of fire lies not in sulfur, but in Yin-Yang-Chi.
01:55The gold crow rages, and I shall suppress it.
02:01Far East and I shall ز him.
02:17He is
