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I was in Spain, Everybody was saying Hola. But I was in pain, Because I had Ebola. The air was breathing exhaustion, The wind blew into my face. I almost tripped in the next junction, Because I didn't tie my shoelace. The sky was dark blue, With a shade of grey. The miserable clouds grew, This was not a very fun day. Along the road I saw passer-by's, They didn't say hi, but neither did I...
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 9:48 AM UTC
Path of Death
I was in Spain, Everybody was saying Hola. But I was in pain, Because I had Ebola. The air was breathing exhaustion, The wind blew into my face. I almost tripped in the next junction, Because I didn't tie my shoelace. The sky was dark blue, With a shade of grey. The miserable clouds grew, This was not a very fun day. Along the road I saw passer-by's, They didn't say hi, but neither did I...
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Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 9:48 AM UTC
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