There. Did you think to kill me?
There's no flesh or blood within this cloak to kill.
There's only an idea. Ideas are bullet-proof. Farewell.
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Swift's Journal
This is a journal of anything that has the balls to creep out of my head: personal thoughts, overviews of my day, and even a couple of stories every now and then.
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