the adventures of noonoo: Archive

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Jul 28th

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Jul 27th

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Jul 26th

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Jul 26th

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Jul 26th

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Jul 26th

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I stepped into an avalanche, it covered up my soul; when I am not a hunchback, I sleep beneath the hill. you who wish to conquer pain, must learn to serve me well. you strike my side by accident as you go down for gold. the cripple that you clothe and feed is neither starved nor cold; i do not beg for company, in the centre of the world. when I am on a pedestal, you did not raise me...

Jul 25th

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