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Mar 2014
Chop
Ah! What brilliant light! What color! My dear,
You must give me one of those bright
Rocks, it will do well for cutting; It
Chops so well when hit repeatedly, I
Don't miss my knife anymore.
Kopter Zero
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Kopter Zero  United States
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