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Jan 2018
The late David Bowie's dead after nearly dying on tour from a *** liver of trophoblasts that divided his core. The crematory's jets burned with a roar which for pyromaniacs enhanced the oven's flesh-burning allure. Bending from the mid-point will test a fat flap pull no better than a lard *** *****'s zip or a zap'll. At night, when virgins sleep, lambs are born from experienced sheep. Say what you must when you must say it as copious spit is launched like sprayed-on spray **** long after the king's admiralty judged Lieutenant Bligh fit.
๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜‡๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐˜†
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๐—ฆ๐˜‚๐˜‡๐˜† ๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ธ๐˜†  หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰
(หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰)   
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   Kane Smith
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