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colour catastrophe

Tomorrow I met myself I was running through a kaleidescope whilst a wild chicken bashed a mouse around the colourful changing walls.

I met a boy called water his soft and squishy hands absorbed my rough and dirty hand whilst a dice rolled 6 and 2 at the same time.

I met a woman called wind she whispered her forceful words in to his throbbing eardrums.

I saw a dog called cupid he danced through the crazy caves whilst adam maliciously nagged him

In the dusk weather of England I met The Cycling GK with terrific Troy deeney.

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