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#chocolate As the first cube of the rich square of deliciousness enters my mouth, its brown hue staining my teeth and covering them with a sticky coat.
I was eating a pork pie while sitting under a tree. I don't know what kind of tree it was, it had leaves. I hope that is descriptive enough for you.
Little Wings laid in the smelly bin with his drumstick sticking out. He wasn't too very happy All he wanted was to get on out. He was all bones, naked and tired.
Days reeded in darkness, shady arms climbing up the Walls, as the dusty may sand of ice-cream White gives way to grayscale pebbles, red brick and smooth as a tombstone, Dotted with toothy little...