Distributism
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Stranded the shipwrecked stumble ashore, not knowing where they've come, surrounded by a mindful mist or is it their foggy minds playing tricks with what is real. A gentle voice is calling them, up, come here this way to the good land you may find, if you can lift your foggy spell.
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