Paint Brush
Paint was slowly camlying down. She walked a little ways to the river that Diablo had fallen in and took a long drink. It felt good on her dry throat. After drinking, she walked into it and let the water rise off her dirty pelt. "You go, I will only go if you go"
Paint was slowly camlying down. She walked a little ways to the river that Diablo had fallen in and took a long drink. It felt good on her dry throat. After drinking, she walked into it and let the water rise off her dirty pelt. "You go, I will only go if you go"

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