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Through The Storms
Rich @ It Aesthetic Perceptions Platimus... She was in a space and saw life without her... She said it was dark and lonely. Her heart grew colder than a stone... As she pushed away the world... Though it seemed far away Platimus.... Platamian made Sectar from a tribe of perceptive warriors... She was loading up thirty gigs trying to reach fifty gigs.... Sectar had the mind of an amusing whiz as she entertained the outer limits... Sectar Aesthetic Percetions was gifted and prolific grand beginning from here to the ending Platimus... She talked in Hepler rewriting the rights... Sectar described the host it fled the night... Then the morning came. A sun rise came on Platamia Sectar rose to fame... Platimus... Eeh MEh Seh Deh...
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