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§£†*«.¨¨¨¨ then it stays so until i fall asleep. ¨¨¨¨.«*†£§
£†*«.¨¨¨¨¨ it doesn't rise unless i've had my ¨¨¨¨¨.«*†£
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£†*«.¨¨¨¨¨ mirrors, prisms, and various things to ¨¨¨¨¨.«*†£
§£†*«.¨¨¨¨ do art with. the fridge is filled with ¨¨¨¨.«*†£§
@§£†*«.¨¨¨ differet foods, all of them intriguing, ¨¨¨.«*†£§@
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§£†*«.¨¨¨¨ wants to be the big spoon). i listen to ¨¨¨¨.«*†£§
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@§£†*«.¨¨¨ and tell tales of the old world. i ¨¨¨.«*†£§@
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§£†*«.¨¨¨¨ reset. everything else, however, is ¨¨¨¨.«*†£§
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@§£†*«.¨¨¨ large sprawling city, where my radio ¨¨¨.«*†£§@
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§£†*«.¨¨¨¨ me, they never remember during the day. ¨¨¨¨.«*†£§
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