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The wood was being painted by the hot warm sun which spread all across the golden corn fields. But something bad was brewing you could feel it in the air ...

i woke in a daze as usual. nothing special about this day again the same 4 the past 5565 mornings before it. i did what i do every morning roll ...

erm yes good story there probably over used the words sheet and wakening and there's no explosions or swearing or sexual content probably the most inviting part 2 a story