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tristan
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Hodor? Hodor.
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2017-10-28 09:51:05 UTC
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Every flight begins with a fall.
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2018-11-27 03:37:38 UTC
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There are no heroes...in life, the monsters win.
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2017-03-20 02:35:06 UTC
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Knowledge could be more valuable than gold, more deadly than a dagger.
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2016-11-06 11:47:51 UTC
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When the snows fall and the white winds blow, the lone wolf dies but the pack survives.
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2016-04-17 05:00:47 UTC
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Do the dead frighten you?
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2016-04-29 14:32:53 UTC
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Summer will end soon enough, and childhood as well.
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2017-10-25 16:12:20 UTC
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And so he spoke, and so he spoke, that Lord of Castamere, but now the rains weep o'er his hall, with no one there to hear. Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall, and not a soul to hear.
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2016-10-15 04:46:43 UTC
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