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[intendedhipster]

Hold on. Please, for me, hold on. Where the fuck did this cliff come from? All jutting and solid like it'd been here forever. I don't remember it. Not certainly. I've been smooth and rolling and gradual my entire life, with fingers (uncallused) roaming the short grass of my fields. Hushing them, whispering liquid encouragement. "It's gonna be

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[sister_bert]

You. This. It.
Yes. Wow.
Thank you.
Awesome.