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No, I'm kidding. 8D Hah. I'm almost there! Must, reach, three thousand. Must...buy...outfit. :3
Hurr. Well. There's...there's...really not much else to say. D: Um. How are yer...goldfish? 'cause mine went to fishy heaven a long time ago.
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Woe.
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Suburban Jesus
High upon the chainlink cross.
[b:12e73381be]Crimson lights the sky, the bird still asleep
Like a dream it shines, from heaven's safe keep
Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days...[/size:12e73381be]
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Like a dream it shines, from heaven's safe keep
Childrens songs we sung, as soft as the breeze
Endless fields, our home, I long for those days...[/size:12e73381be]
[/b:12e73381be][/align:12e73381be]