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Haw! Rush to the brink of it all and bloop! They who went first nod along knowing the same the same song before it went dark and light combust, on the shore there was a shadow standing thus. Hurry to the buoy and rippttt! Frosty whirls consume like cream over coffee beans when it the only the sweet crystals that remain at the bottom of the mug. One two three and freeeee! Now see that treasure chest folded in ivy and barnacles still green in stench but precious for it is now hollow and willing to be full.
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Nov 8, 2012
Nov 8, 2012 at 4:31 AM UTC
Learning to Swim
Haw! Rush to the brink of it all and bloop! They who went first nod along knowing the same the same song before it went dark and light combust, on the shore there was a shadow standing thus. Hurry to the buoy and rippttt! Frosty whirls consume like cream over coffee beans when it the only the sweet crystals that remain at the bottom of the mug. One two three and freeeee! Now see that treasure chest folded in ivy and barnacles still green in stench but precious for it is now hollow and willing to be full.
Experimental; trying out different styles.
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Nov 8, 2012
Nov 8, 2012 at 4:31 AM UTC
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