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I tast the sweetness of melted chocolate on my tounge as I stare into the open resting my cheek on my hand wondering things that would never come to the normal human mind. I wonder if somtimes on a hot sunny day a murderer might wish his gun was a water pistal or maybe the leader of a group of hunters might be a vegetairien even maybe why my chocolate bar cant last forever, I sigh staring into the distance spotting a rainbow behind a large group of clouds.
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