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and so I waited in the dark wood the wind howling, making me a nervous wreck as my patience grew thin. where was he? a howl could be heard in the wind causing my nails to embed themselves in the bark of the tree behind me
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 8:56 PM UTC
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and so I waited in the dark wood the wind howling, making me a nervous wreck as my patience grew thin. where was he? a howl could be heard in the wind causing my nails to embed themselves in the bark of the tree behind me
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Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 8:56 PM UTC
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