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a woodland pigeon is eating pink spring blossoms while you're eating hamburgers; eat **** whatever; outside my window nearing 8 p.m. with the sunset, a lovely sight mind you... lovelier than hamster chub cheeks of buttock arsenal on a treadmill to think of... thank god i didn't have to imagine anything; it was just one woodland pigeon eating spring blossoms while a throng was migrating from the sunset direction of the tilled fields to the sunrise direction of being perched on oaks.
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 10:16 PM UTC
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a woodland pigeon is eating pink spring blossoms while you're eating hamburgers; eat **** whatever; outside my window nearing 8 p.m. with the sunset, a lovely sight mind you... lovelier than hamster chub cheeks of buttock arsenal on a treadmill to think of... thank god i didn't have to imagine anything; it was just one woodland pigeon eating spring blossoms while a throng was migrating from the sunset direction of the tilled fields to the sunrise direction of being perched on oaks.
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Apr 7, 2016
Apr 7, 2016 at 10:16 PM UTC
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