Cover up the shit says in the woods or dads gonna find us leafless covered of naked air the wolfs will track us where we go.
One wolf is another wons pelt
Cry out in victory when you defeat animals that pray upon you. A man in wolf wrote once now no longer.
If the meddews dough and work wheat than i will gawk at landscapes and oceans. Till toil i got eyes ford christmas.
BbQ cruel Summer burnt winners out the greens tanning. Tamp ramp and bowl biden
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