Dnaltrop
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My stash has gone to next to nothing, not that I could keep much of a stash in the first place.
At night finished shells take on a magical life of their own, and dance slilently through the air to whisper in my ear while I sleep.
"Shoooot us... We're so SAAAAAaaaad here in this dark box.... SHOOOOOOOOOT usssssssss......"
At night finished shells take on a magical life of their own, and dance slilently through the air to whisper in my ear while I sleep.
"Shoooot us... We're so SAAAAAaaaad here in this dark box.... SHOOOOOOOOOT usssssssss......"