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*eyes the sky suspiciously* |
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"want to sleep, but now i stand. yet i still remember your sweet everything." - 4th of July.
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how polite. your mother taught you well. |
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"want to sleep, but now i stand. yet i still remember your sweet everything." - 4th of July.
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The best thing about being a wanderer is knowing that I am never coming back to Earth again |
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