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Walking along her muddy waters, near the greenish stream lacking followers. Alone walking endlessly, I found an old TV. Picture the electronic device, laying there helpless. No upgrades or features, nope not even electrics. Looking back at it now, I see a pun. Laid out for the few to see, only in my dreams.
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Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 6:09 PM UTC
Wasteland
Walking along her muddy waters, near the greenish stream lacking followers. Alone walking endlessly, I found an old TV. Picture the electronic device, laying there helpless. No upgrades or features, nope not even electrics. Looking back at it now, I see a pun. Laid out for the few to see, only in my dreams.
brad-french
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Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 6:09 PM UTC
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