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I guess 2001 was a weird time to laugh at this
My friend used to eat chalks
My brother’s friend used to poke him with pencils
There was a child, fearing stationery.

I guess 2018 is a weird time to remember this-
My friend talked about our aims
My friend’s friend aimed at taking a full circle while on swings
There was a child, fearing stationary.

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