I am trying to fit an explanation into this pile of jumbled words. My mind is blank, and my heart full. I can't seem to piece it all together. blur. My stomach is twisting, and I feel like I am about to burst. I lay curled up under the millions of layers of stretched quilted cotton, hoping that it will vanish. I scream outside my window, but no one
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Kirk wants to know if he is allow to traffic rocks to you?
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