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Little people in your ball I am your lord I make it snow and cause quakes I say and no one cares those inside are quite stoic and those on the out seem quite condescending a sad lord am I.
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Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 9:49 PM UTC
Snowglobe
Little people in your ball I am your lord I make it snow and cause quakes I say and no one cares those inside are quite stoic and those on the out seem quite condescending a sad lord am I.
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Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 9:49 PM UTC
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