{ kaylor } poisonous
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Last published Fri, May 6, 2016
When I was seven years old, my teacher told me that green animals were the most poisonous ones. 10 years later, staring in to your eyes, I realized that she was right.
I do not own Taylor or Karlie or any other charachters in this story. None of this is based on actual behaviour or events. it is all fiction.
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