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I just mean wherever I go, I always seem to make friends with a little girl. This winter, I went sledding with my family, and this girl, I believe about 4 or 5 was having trouble walking up the hill's steps, so I held her hand and carried her Princess sled. From that moment on, she stuck by me. Literally sitting in my lap to sled. I''m 15 years old, and my best friend thinks I'm a pedophile because of things like this
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There is a Hand to turn the time,
Though thy Glass today be run,
Till the Light hath brought the Towers low
Find the last poor Preterite one . . .
Till the Riders sleep by ev'ry road,
All through our crippl'd Zone,
With a face in ev'ry Mountainside
And a Soul in ev'ry stone
Now Everybody -
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