You can't give me one. I was watching my toes for eight hours. What do you want to do? A tooth falls. Once the brain cells are dead, they can't recover. That's false information. I can't find the pulse. You seem to be intelligent. I don't. In other words, there is no treatment.
Is a kind of shit. I have a pain in my lower back. This is a faked lunch.
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Lumen K
5/21/2018 16:57:57
Wonderful poem!
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Seiei Jack
5/22/2018 00:15:06
Thank you for your wonderful comment!
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