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dreamed that Current studio hired me to design a walkthrough of a ceiling-high, openly grinning,  paper mache pig's head: the stable's entrance to tiny pens packed with caged (paid) human children who passed out tiny buttons enscribed with varying notes: Please Help They Did Not Ask Me I Don't Want To Die Can You Find My Mom? I Can Do Math In My Head Eat More Monkeys Please Save Us I Don't Want To Die But it was an unpopular exhibit The Oklahoman would not report it The Gazette managed a story on page 9 Yet advertised Cane's Chicken on page 5 Rattlesnake Roundup is just a few weeks away And I have no clue how I could possibly convey The value of wild life. The degree of their strife.
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Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
Hello, my name is: Wilbur
dreamed that Current studio hired me to design a walkthrough of a ceiling-high, openly grinning,  paper mache pig's head: the stable's entrance to tiny pens packed with caged (paid) human children who passed out tiny buttons enscribed with varying notes: Please Help They Did Not Ask Me I Don't Want To Die Can You Find My Mom? I Can Do Math In My Head Eat More Monkeys Please Save Us I Don't Want To Die But it was an unpopular exhibit The Oklahoman would not report it The Gazette managed a story on page 9 Yet advertised Cane's Chicken on page 5 Rattlesnake Roundup is just a few weeks away And I have no clue how I could possibly convey The value of wild life. The degree of their strife.
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Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 3:52 PM UTC
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