Kitty festered, hangnail bleeding, across my shoulder she rest her knee. She stares formally out the window toward a Nome or something? Kitty be, be at will, be at will, but i guess be what will you will be. I love you most at what you are, feisty, fucking shit up, scratching me. meow..... : my kitty stares the may fly, the may fly twitles blithers bout the wall face croocked weird, hitting the wall. kitty flys high, catches the bastard! GO KITTY
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