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Nightsky was huge that night all of us idiots standing aside first of all aside from the road and secondly from the life. We were damn free! And  nobody from outside liked it. We smoke some pot in THE place and got a bit lost in the mist. The one wiht the eyes you know like way too great eyes He told me secrets and I was sure it was a god Well we hit the road all the time we were in the wind you could have felt us when you were miserable. Our group was magical historical and it would have killed us all if I didn't fuck them both.
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