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Lightning slides into Peter Parker. "Kachow," he moans moistily.
when you gaze at the sunset, does the sun stare back? when the sun burns brightly at its zenith, does it think of you?
Lightning slides into Peter Parker. "Kachow," he moans moistily.
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