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Hollow-ness Ween

Fu Manchu mustache stopped in traffic. Hair died with all the colors under the moon. Brown dogs dressed as black cats, Sent your way only to cross your path. Goblins, zombies, and doctors all the same. Sleeking, stumbling, or walking straight. How this ritual peaks my interests. A day to reveal the mask hidden. The popularity is easy when you can be anybody. Darkest deceptions of the mind brought to light. Twisted talents are expected and fancied. All under the guise of free candy.
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matthias
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Oct 31, 2013
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