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(the more knowledge gleaned the less instinct weaned) once witches small perhaps eccentric somewhat and followed by thrush sang spied by curious mice sat on by old ticks munched the fly agaric and roamed the nightly forest.. or flew into great red skies howling through storming cries screaming to fell or styled vertical with  two black tusks glinting to caste hex upon foe and scatter the dead to  perform abomination with here little cat perched behind skull and moon bat and croon o the wind wild o ancient chile evil prays so the great eye the **** crow the spite and soon o baal sired the morn..
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Nov 30, 2018
Nov 30, 2018 at 4:24 PM UTC
the more knowledge
(the more knowledge gleaned the less instinct weaned) once witches small perhaps eccentric somewhat and followed by thrush sang spied by curious mice sat on by old ticks munched the fly agaric and roamed the nightly forest.. or flew into great red skies howling through storming cries screaming to fell or styled vertical with  two black tusks glinting to caste hex upon foe and scatter the dead to  perform abomination with here little cat perched behind skull and moon bat and croon o the wind wild o ancient chile evil prays so the great eye the **** crow the spite and soon o baal sired the morn..
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michael-john
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Nov 30, 2018
Nov 30, 2018 at 4:24 PM UTC
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