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Mar 2014
So I told the clay to mold into man
but it put up its hand, and said

*'Stop.'
softcomponent
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softcomponent  30/M/Powell River, BC
(30/M/Powell River, BC)   
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   ---, Frisk, jude rigor and Liam
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