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As I slouch in my auditorium lounger, I position myself into the seat of a student that has no care for the powerpoint regarding senior portraits. My body is accustomed to the red fabric with the plasticated shell. To weave yourself through the frontal information to have it sink through the skin. Eclipsing and elapsing to and fro to stretch through the shuck and creamlingly comfromnt. After your body slows to breathe, a figure of disguise to creep up on and hush them with a plastimered cratered shell. This was only threreforof your movements that the exercised lungs shushhhhhhhheddd…….
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