I often wonder how such a beautiful land, a true emerald isle, can have such a dark and tragic…
Polaris Banshee
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The place where I grew up is breathtakingly majestic, looking out over the Atlantic yet my home was a torture chamber.

Beauty and pain are not mutually exclusive.

I never acquired a taste for porter.

I feel no urge to.

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