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Dirt crunching expectantly, he slowly fills the too deep hole.
Once there was a time for such things; no more.
Feel you the changing current? I think he just farted...
When the wind blows he can hear her calling still.
He furiously devours the pages, one crunch at a time.
The juices flow and he feels the words bleed out.
"Oh look," he exclaimed, "the walls are bleeding! How novel!"
Once there was a time for such things; no more.
Feel you the changing current? I think he just farted...
When the wind blows he can hear her calling still.
He furiously devours the pages, one crunch at a time.
The juices flow and he feels the words bleed out.
"Oh look," he exclaimed, "the walls are bleeding! How novel!"
