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I walk in
I march angrily over to my easel
I grab a paint brush
I paint until my eyes are weary
Then I leave
Exhausted
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I walk in
I march angrily over to my easel
I grab a paint brush
I paint until my eyes are weary
Then I leave
Exhausted
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro