Go ahead, Alyssad, pluck it, that's the right thing to do since you it is a thorn. A thorn should be rid of. Will you bleed away? Well, no, you'll be in the hands of a very good doctor, one who makes the sun come up every morning and the rains to come is season, and for thorns to pierce hearts.
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Go ahead, Alyssad, pluck it, that's the right thing to do since you it is a thorn. A thorn should be rid of. Will you bleed away? Well, no, you'll be in the hands of a very good doctor, one who makes the sun come up every morning and the rains to come is season, and for thorns to pierce hearts.