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   ”Mmn,“ comes nonchalant and indiscernible sound.
    He rummages blearily though nearby effects, seeming
    to determinedly search for something when even he
    has no conception of what it may be. ”Maybe if you…
    wish on them? They’ll tell you.” Unreasonable lilt and
    lower punctuated raw vocals, seeing as they both 
    seemed inundated with Lord knew what.

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       "I wish on them all the time and they never tell me anything.
        She doesn’t care to acknowledge his search, persistently
        prodding at his side. ”You told them not to talk to me, didn’t
        you? Why would you do that – ?
“ She’s momentarily distracted,
        cloudy azure hues resting on his possessions. ” Did you bring
        a movie, cd, or maybe some cookies? If it’s not one of those
        things it’s not as important as the stars, okay? Okay.