Written: 01.08.24 Contest: Winter Magic Host: Tania Kitchin
Childhoods defended with the snowball, God's annual medium preserved the young artist's angel fall, but man had to make himself served. The grass still green in January and the bush is still with berry. Professor Hinkle's global plans in all and what to engineer the sleight of billions of hands that has made you disappear.
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