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Conditions For Survival Chpt.0 Chapter 0-- Reika SylasConditions For Survival Chpt.0 by ~sun-of-moons
It was saturday, 8:36 A.M, in Manhattan, New york. There was the traditional traffic outside, as usual. People sending their hte words to one another. Nothing new today. There was a female, 19 years of age, and has viloet hair that hung all the way down to her buttocks. She was sleepig gracefullly under he purple sheets in the Queen-sized bed. How she got that bed in the small door was a mystery. Her skin was flawless, her breasts were almost full, about the size of basketballs and weighed 15.6 pounds each. How noone had attempted to rape her was anothermystery. She would be the prime candidate for involuntary inter
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Азъ есмь То
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Well I thought that my heart was broken,
But it turns out my heart's fine,
And everything else needs fixing.
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Nice Haikus:
The workers can leave
Even the soldiers have wings
The Queen is their slave
Writers-Guild-DA
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