A seether is, neither black nor white.
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November 24, 2018

A seether is, neither black nor white.
Fall floats down Lost Creek in wool trunks just like the ones Jim Bridger wore at those early mountain man pool parties.
Scream your fears into the microscape. It can take what you can’t.
Incredibly, beneath the water’s surface lurk near infinite fresh water mollusks.
Jam’n like a salmon, hit the river to quiver. Jam’n on the One! Sam, salmon on the One!