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A silvery wolf padded softly onto the burned lands,ear pricked,eyes alert.She sniffed the air,but could only smell burned trees and ash.She walked quickly torwards the more greener part of the place,and sat down in the shade of a birch.She felt a soft kick on the side of her stomach,and she sighed.Time to see if anyone lived here.If she was safe.She lifted her soft,silver muzzle,and let her song dance across the terrain.
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Random Sayings:
If pro is opposite of con, then what is the opposite of progress?((Congress...o.o...Oh me goshies...))
The silly poster/she writes really bad haiku/readers all go mad.
The latest survey shows that three out of four people make up 75% of the population.
You have the right to remain silent.Anything you say will be misquoted,then used against you.
Just because I'm paranoid,it doesn't mean they're NOT out to get me.
Therapy is expensive.Popping bubble wrap is cheap.
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