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I stumbled into a world where good vs. evil was routine; where cards were alive, cats talked, and a strange man asked me to tea. I was young and forgetful, the memory faded away then one day I fell again chasing a rabbit with a familiar face. I was confused my destiny once again unclear a peculiar catterpillar told me what was to appear. If I shall fall again, and be given another test I hope the question is "how is a raven like a writing desk?"
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 9:37 AM UTC
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I stumbled into a world where good vs. evil was routine; where cards were alive, cats talked, and a strange man asked me to tea. I was young and forgetful, the memory faded away then one day I fell again chasing a rabbit with a familiar face. I was confused my destiny once again unclear a peculiar catterpillar told me what was to appear. If I shall fall again, and be given another test I hope the question is "how is a raven like a writing desk?"
danny-soderberg
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May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 9:37 AM UTC
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