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The winds that blew were real real horrorshow....enough to fluster the pine just enough to stab the structure that have stolen their native lands. The high class citizens of the modern world have been quickly lashed and declared nomads of the land of jazz and spice. DOnt we love mother natures tears!?
I have my tunes and my dollars and my rags but im missing something. The Cheshire cat is no where to be found. I have heard minor meows but she is still years and miles away. I've started to meow back but not everything is reaching her. Please scratch me Miss Cheshire, oh how I miss the times we could embrace.
I have my tunes and my dollars and my rags but im missing something. The Cheshire cat is no where to be found. I have heard minor meows but she is still years and miles away. I've started to meow back but not everything is reaching her. Please scratch me Miss Cheshire, oh how I miss the times we could embrace.