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Bleach fumes encompassed the hairs of my nose.

I saw a guy wearing a radioactive suit for clothes.

I received a dirty look as he cleaned.

He seemed to be the source, that dastardly fiend.

 

My stomach promised it was nothing more than gas.

I never knew anything would actually come out of my ass.

 

Patt Hatt.

 

 

 

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