I can see you have constructed a new light sabre, go back to Mars, take ye flask wit ye, feels so much better wit em pints, tell mom I can paddle on ma own now!
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Montag, Juli 24, 2006
rebellion
and the stars with their lights. shaken. lumens flee took the first flight to space. every hour a gasping. another hour a massacre.
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