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Breathing is Hard

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"I want to talk about you album cover," Alie Danica stated in a enthused voice. Rye and Dannie both turned to me. "What," I asked, "I didn't take the picture." Laughter came from the crowd who sat behind the cameras. "Can we get the picture up, please?" Danica requested. Our album cover appeared on the screen behind us, I had first viewed it just yesterday, and yet, it still takes my breath away. Her hair was curled, and her blue eyes sparkled. In this picture, she looked healthy. It was an up-close picture of Peony. Her tongue was blue, due to the Fun Dip she had eaten. She had it stuck out at the camera. "Who is this little girl?" Danica asked. 

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A Walk Through Hell ABANDONED

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