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woodwork slings shot over its shoulder washes away its sin and whatnot. pride and a gift he gets it in the mailwise artery the chute in his stomach. it wasn’t what he was waiting for it’s a slimmer, a looser sleep. he’ll send it back, with a card, it’ll say “it wasn’t what I was waiting for it’s a looser, a slimmer sleep.”
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Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 2:09 AM UTC
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woodwork slings shot over its shoulder washes away its sin and whatnot. pride and a gift he gets it in the mailwise artery the chute in his stomach. it wasn’t what he was waiting for it’s a slimmer, a looser sleep. he’ll send it back, with a card, it’ll say “it wasn’t what I was waiting for it’s a looser, a slimmer sleep.”
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Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 2:09 AM UTC
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