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I came across a thousand youths who climbed with pride with their wisdom tooth. Who knew no more or less through hindsight Footsoles sore searching and trite. Renouncing joy, forgetting, neglecting The simplicity, they overlook at all the truth in children's books.
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 10:11 PM UTC
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I came across a thousand youths who climbed with pride with their wisdom tooth. Who knew no more or less through hindsight Footsoles sore searching and trite. Renouncing joy, forgetting, neglecting The simplicity, they overlook at all the truth in children's books.
"The more you get enlightened, the more you get confused." [2/23/16]
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 10:11 PM UTC
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