MLCVMillie

Popping since 8 years ago

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The sun deceased my eye making me blind.
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I used my hand to hit him with the thong.
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I forgot about my deceased goldfish, my heart was still broken.
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The water can flow to make a river.
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Yang carved the wood and there appeared a sheep.
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The gate to your heart closed on me, now I am depressed. :"(
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Bridget's hair set on fire. It illuminated the room.
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There was a poor beggar who met a dog, he patted the dog and in return the dog brought him food. They lived happily ever after.
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