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Feb 2010
How did the crimson and tucson spattered sky cry tears of iron?a quant, old-fashioned, northern town;the season of the dragon brings arise such miracles.I wish these times would never end...Smog in smout;next year,at this time,no dragon will cry iron tears
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Garrett Glenn
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