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Paws and reflect we're all good little kids in bleachers, listening patiently, allowing nonsense to continue then the trees fell things got out of hand kids became adults with super strength lifted the floors up threw chainsaws into crowds yessir they grew up that day that hour and nobody pitied the inhanced only wished they could join could be as jaded as the them climb mountains and spit acid melt rocks with a look but no such characteristics were reserved for the up-and-coming gods and titans full of potential energy bursting at the seams of the skin splitting open into laughter and mockery they will save the world or at least give it a hell of a run for its money.
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Jun 10, 2012
Jun 10, 2012 at 10:12 AM UTC
Kermit the Hermit
Paws and reflect we're all good little kids in bleachers, listening patiently, allowing nonsense to continue then the trees fell things got out of hand kids became adults with super strength lifted the floors up threw chainsaws into crowds yessir they grew up that day that hour and nobody pitied the inhanced only wished they could join could be as jaded as the them climb mountains and spit acid melt rocks with a look but no such characteristics were reserved for the up-and-coming gods and titans full of potential energy bursting at the seams of the skin splitting open into laughter and mockery they will save the world or at least give it a hell of a run for its money.
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matalie-niller
American
Jun 10, 2012
Jun 10, 2012 at 10:12 AM UTC
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