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A new poem of skiing i wrote today
Pouring rain; blubird skies, through sleet and snow, to my demise. It brings me happiness hope, and joy, in the end skiings my soul,and through fall and spring i need to know, when's the sky, bringing snow.
AKILLAS can eat my ass with a knife
'There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. Some kind of high powered mutant never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.'
Zeal Optics, Giro, S.O.S. gear representin'
nice one shel silverstien.
hey damnit, the berenstein bears still kick ass
if people dont like what ive created, fuck em, because somebody else does-TANNER
can you see what's down there? me either.-seth peering down a cliff before he drops it
ns army, whatever is right below the general
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