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Happy New Year
Happy New Year Spiritus!
Happy new Year everyone!
Happy new Year each and everyone!
Happy 2021, Spiritus!
May you all stay potato!
Impromptu Poem Time #2!
I'm bored, let's go!
something about rabbits and the moon
A yellow train car with someone sitting on the roof
Post self-deleted by Old Zealand Founder.
The original one was too dark, but it was funny in a way so I just put it in my dispatch. I'll think of one later I'm about to do something
The Ukrainian poll you always wanted is back, and needs you to choose the best Ukraine.
Moral of the story, don't sit up on top of a train entering a tunnel.
I'm a little late, but here's wishing y'all a happy 2021 filled with awesome memories! And potatoes. Lots of potatoes.
hi
I haven’t been here in a while
Altered Natives, Muahhahah, Haremm, and Yojom
I like this place. I think I'm going to stay.
That's good to hear! :)
Have a free potato! 🥔 And enjoy your time in Spiritus!
Hello! I am the fifth variant of a nation on this email account. How are you? (Yes I run 5 nations.)
What if I told you I also have five nations (but I only have my email on the WA member)
Oh oh Shenanigans! 🤫
Hmm guess I am not alone, interesting.
I have returned
this game has changed so much since i last played
The grammar gets kinda sketchy near the end but whatever it's a poem
Man's First Sin (7 January 2021, 7:11 PM)
Never known life without goodness
In this garden God had made.
Gonna wonder, is it useless:
This knowledge for which I had paid?
"Give it to me," I had said
To the serpent 'round the vine.
"You? This fruit? How oh so red
Its nectar tells you what's divine."
Up above, in boundless space
Was, from what I know, God's domain.
Never had there been such a rumble
And, to follow, such cries of pain.
Gonna be honest - for such someone
As God, the greatest sorrow He did have.
"Let Me say this, Adam, as My son
I am disappointed - just not mad."
Down He went and forced the Snake
To writhe and wriggle on the ground.
Never to return, by 'morrow's wake
To Eden, was my sentence sound.
Gonna say that at that time
It was fair trade, life for power to know.
Run through my head, again, 'twas nought but curse
To leave God's kingdom just for such woe.
Around this time, I've got go back
To my little homestead that I've known true.
Desert my life for nought but rack?
I say this as warning to no-one else but
You.
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