Text race history for John (apathy_incarnate)

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For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood, in every spring there is a different green. I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago, and people who will see a world that I shall never know.

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4274 2023-06-12 23:05:11 60.79 96%