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Caught in between the spectrum of reality and technology, she folded to her knees and wept. Her synthetic tears fell to the ground and gave birth to the flowers cradled within the sands of time. Each moment a millennium, each thought a picture, but she found herself and calculated that there was something inside, something wonderful, something remarkable.
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awesome work man, always love it.
you know i think you comment on my very first sub back 2000000 yeas ago |