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Why work or laugh or cry when I can color ponies all day. In my dreams I had a purple speckled puppy who died. When she died she turned into something else, I don't say what. I miss that puppy.
Life goes on, I guess. Or, you know. Whatever.
I'm trying. Or I'm trying to try. Or I think I'm trying to try.
Life goes on, I guess. Or, you know. Whatever.
I'm trying. Or I'm trying to try. Or I think I'm trying to try.
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