13 Folds
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1Oh sweet cough drops, why must you allude me! your sweet swirly center drags at the soreness with numb, prickling fingers of cough drop deliciousness.
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4dying as a house falls upon me. Good bye cruel world. Now back to the story.
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4It was a mid-summer night's dream. The flowers wore a burnt rim around their lush, vibrant petals, and foam from the nearby chemical plant washed against the river side.