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Porous Puke Spree - Day 16

face like string gaunt guitar split rustic rhythm bleeds gaze gore breeds hoisted hollow dug by leering lust limbs like sequoia bounty breeze's destroyer nocturnal nature's lawyer callous curves canvass attention into trance stark emotions spanked I, punctured priest porous puke spree. '20:02:16:09:56

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