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Paper to Photoshop( don't mind the poem) |
Oh gut feeling go
Slip off my tung into, you know
My neck and OH MY OH!
My white hair and yellow
Patches
And red hair splashes
In the corner of that image
You see in this direction <---
Gut feeling where are you going
I will vomit your existence
And knowing
That this image is you, which your eyes are showing
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