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Post by Razz Rezza on Apr 10, 2006 18:14:33 GMT -5
Razz walked to the forest, slowly moving his feet over the light green grass. His hands in his blue riped up pant pockets, and a short selves t-shirt. His short but long black hair moved in the light breeze that was coming. Razz keep looking down at the ground, board as could be.
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