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May 02. 2025
I orbit a planet, often with friends. I race down a track, through thin copper bends. I’m certainly small, but mighty in number. Jump from doorknobs to hands, or to earth before thunder
May 02. 2025
I orbit a planet, often with friends. I race down a track, through thin copper bends. I’m certainly small, but mighty in number. Jump from doorknobs to hands, or to earth before thunder