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the things that make people round, make me go up and down.if i turn to my left to see if i have a feast, i fall as im twisting my body.im trying to find a secret chamber to find my soul, but all i find are crumbs to failure and misery and bad luck.please help i ask a ferral, and they try to help betray the only, being me.
wtf i must of been on crack when i wrote that.
wtf i must of been on crack when i wrote that.