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Can'T Forget Mr Rogers

apart from today i parted from the day too while thinking of you if i were to repeat the repetitiveness that was it would be dead because of just because readying myself's state of mind for the Coming of The True Unwind, steadying myself so i will not be blind when i come in contact with the iron unkind importance used to be like a putrid paintbrush painting a cobwebbed crevice for i, one of the artless dodgers then apart of a later day became a masterpiece Constantly Evolving thanks in more that a part to this Gentle Figure named Mr. Rogers

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