
Posted by Unknown Thought on February 17, 2007, 3:19 am, in reply to "¿Are You Proud Of What You Are?"
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She felt them both sink underwater, her fur floating up as she sank. She paws at Death's muzzle playfully crimson eyes open set on his blurred, difugured body that was obsured by the water. She started to regain her swimming paws staring at him.
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