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| you're lucky-- being a squirrel. you don't have any responsibilities, no bills to pay, no job to slave away at. you sleep in a tree and eat whatever you can find... | |
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| and no matter how life treats you, no matter what anyone says about you, you're just there. same as always. i suppose if you could talk, you'd tell me your secrets to a happy life. *sigh* | |
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