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Dec 2015
Speakers load destruction, hexing the seem teathering tens of thousands of telepathic men and women who dont know that thoughts we read like books mine one like gold.
Rectify strife stricken knife swiftly puncturing wounds subdue the day that restrains truth with proof aloof becoming gaint higher passing altitudes.
Smoking clouds.
Smoking ******* clouds with the piper.
Spittin truths.
With young mother ******* piper.
Blast, an Aeon shell hit pierced dashing dearest.
MOTV
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MOTV  California
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