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Falling Through The Sky, One Sees Ground Spin— Seeing This, One Lands — PIPE HAT PROFESSOR PURPLE- HIDING IN THE MAPLE

of course, who can avoid thinking about things? no-body. so sure think, have a ball. just, never place your thoughts above what is… thinking, them. this is the only, thing— that matter. all that, confusion— about this. heh, a sin. no-confusion, just over active fusion. place in the rod, god? does it matter, small jabbering— sod? […]

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