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...short story: a world...to graffiti greate inflation next generation..lover..

come back to pa pa....

little robot.....

son of the night blure, bloor and bor
of the bee that bleeds me...
every...time....i cross
one section of her
honey bee boddy...

your mom

is a wild
robot...

i am not...

so help me

my little robot...

Submitted: Wednesday, March 03, 2010


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