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Wet ink


when I graduate the last chapter is done filled with great joy pride and fun baffling and epic, the tales within. college then travel then hot wife I'll win the pain and the pleasure accompany this act challenge accepted as a matter of fact shinning like silver the slippery slopes fame and fortune rewards are my hopes nothing can stop me begone with this town my destiny is waiting I'll leave with no frown
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Akiomood
The ink is wet turning the page

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