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I walked Thor the woods I was sad about my friends but he was dead
it been 2 years since then so I was walking and then I saw but I killed
him die he said you can talk ya bitch you thought you could kill me haha he chased me and I ran and ran when I was running I saw the dead bodies of my friends omg I said your next he said I have no weakness he said ahhhhhhhhh I said then I climbud the tree me and
Luke did and I threw a stick at him and he died
I made sure he was dead he was dfinaly the end
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