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Ooops, Six Spooks In a Coup, De Grace

Embolden they, marching hand in hand a unison Determined to bring down his child; Nero, Pharaoh and her Sparrow trailed closely by their three little pigs ? Baby playing amid love's Innocent crib unaware these, daemonicia noses pressed unto destiny's forte glass ? Licking time's panes premogenitor's werewolves her full moon: crimson, begins it's howl Hunch'back hallways imploding doors splintered eyes the battle cry ~ Charge.... ....Bobby, juggling his infant giggling.

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Date: 6/11/2014 1:58:00 PM
*_# Wink ~ aNGEL bABY fUNNT lOVE (* tHE tHIRD ?\?___,, KLove * *:*!!!
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