dead but yet alive [open, bone to pick]

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    [size=20pt][shadow=navy,left][size=45pt]B[/size]R I A R E O S[/shadow]

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    "If I fall I will Always
    Pick Myself Up Again"

    		 [align=center][font=gabriola]"The Only Limitations
    Are The Ones I Set"

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    Briareos frowned as Akina delivered the much needed boot up the backside to the whole clan, even to him. It was necessary but he wasn't convinced if it would work. RiddleClan was truly dying. He missed the days when they used to make 1,000 posts in a single month.
    "Got any ideas on what we should do? We need fresh members, but attracting them to us is... proving problematic."


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