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a slight noise, you look up as it leans toward you, is the floor falling? will it crash, leave you laying there surrounded? the books are heavy. push it back, yet it will not stay, comes out again. calmy hold it with one hand, remove all the objects with another, yes all of them , avoiding disaster. you can place them around about without letting go. it seems a similar thing happened further north. sbm.
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 1:29 AM UTC
. the upper room .
a slight noise, you look up as it leans toward you, is the floor falling? will it crash, leave you laying there surrounded? the books are heavy. push it back, yet it will not stay, comes out again. calmy hold it with one hand, remove all the objects with another, yes all of them , avoiding disaster. you can place them around about without letting go. it seems a similar thing happened further north. sbm.
sonja-benskin-mesher
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Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 1:29 AM UTC
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