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Oct 2015
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What a fascinating man, Petting himself, sniffing an odd object.
It seems I'm looking at him and He's looking through me.
Delicate rewarded with care.
I must wait, waiting is becoming easier.
Nestled in thine abyss.
RRaaccoonn
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RRaaccoonn  Las Vegas
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