If that was the case, life would be a lot easier. But no.
[Another sigh, as he closes his eyes, adjusting his grip on the rail ring.]
That's what they'd like to make you think. But in the end, its just different stages of rot. You can paint the grass green. Doesn't make it actually green.
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[ like any other Feather. but she knows better, kicking her feet. ]
There's no one that really has a cozy life in that city. But the grass is always greener, huh?
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[Another sigh, as he closes his eyes, adjusting his grip on the rail ring.]
That's what they'd like to make you think. But in the end, its just different stages of rot. You can paint the grass green. Doesn't make it actually green.