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When you don’t know when to shut the door— Someone slams it for you. Then what? Open the next one— find your treasure box. It’s difficult through when all you get is a brick wall, or a child who needs to grow up. “You sir, are a savage. Caught me in the woods— and I more like the rabbit you shot for Harvest moon.” That thirsty water becomes summer gaze— dark tides take those eyes away. Hexasize they say is just a phrase but I don’t see why when its--- Hansel and Grettle or Wormwood in Screwtape Letters or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
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Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 2:07 PM UTC
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When you don’t know when to shut the door— Someone slams it for you. Then what? Open the next one— find your treasure box. It’s difficult through when all you get is a brick wall, or a child who needs to grow up. “You sir, are a savage. Caught me in the woods— and I more like the rabbit you shot for Harvest moon.” That thirsty water becomes summer gaze— dark tides take those eyes away. Hexasize they say is just a phrase but I don’t see why when its--- Hansel and Grettle or Wormwood in Screwtape Letters or Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
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Oct 29, 2012
Oct 29, 2012 at 2:07 PM UTC
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