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Aug 2017
Eye lids attached by a wizard two where about too be kisses.



Flames grew higher as wind make's hurricane.





It's strength yields only destruction, how would  they prepare.



That would have to be ask in a questionnaire!



Tree's play ******* in the "change of color" in the sky wickedly now pink.



All the best weather, men broad cast it and sync.



Their environment has changes occurring at an alarming rate the static the waves produce was ******.
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Timothy hill  Ny
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