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The end of the world is upon us, but my saviour isn't coming. On the horizon appear a pale horse, a black horse, a red horse and a white horse. Death, Pestilence, War and Famine are here. Here for me...
The end of the world is upon us, but my saviour isn't coming. On the horizon appear a pale horse, a black horse, a red horse and a white horse. Death, Pestilence, War and Famine are here. Here for me...