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for the good of the tribe..it's all fr the good of the tribe
i have no soul, only a broken junky soul-mate. i can't get
over it...but i do get "ova". where did i put my magic dust?
where did i go? Buried in the forrest, under the biggest tree,
lies the body of Lucy Kemper. EYES REMOVED just in time. a coin
in her mouth. nailed to the wooden box at her joints. a green
substance that resembles pond scum covers her mouth. the
consistency is like that of ectoplasm or protoplasm or some kind
of -plasm found in the petri dish of a cryptozoologist. don't
worry 'bout them...tupac's holdin hands with biggy.
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