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In the forest a fox, drove people insane. He was made of the glass, and spoke with a cadence. In the moment that I closed my eyes, He opened his mouth, He spoke politely, and with rhythm.
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2d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 6:52 PM UTC
The red fox
In the forest a fox, drove people insane. He was made of the glass, and spoke with a cadence. In the moment that I closed my eyes, He opened his mouth, He spoke politely, and with rhythm.
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Jun 2, 2026 at 6:52 PM UTC
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