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The plant’s name is dirt, the dirt is sweet- I am doing so, so well. I still only travel by foot. I still only live under ground. You can walk on land, you can smell it, it’s wonderful. Oh, my dragon companion- We discussed how to be nice! It’s been two weeks since you’ve been afraid of anything! I love the great renewal of anything. Eat all mistaken feelings! I have been in my mask, not a girl, but a slug! I love the shape of my body. Ink runs from the corners of the earth. There is no happiness like mine, I have been in the woods.
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Nov 6, 2016
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