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Whatever in creation exists without my knowledge exists without my consent
You find a faded file folder in Dad's Old Office. You decide to open it.
Nostalgia-Bait Springtrap
Can anyone guess what I'm modeling?
Some memories battened onto a person's mind like evil leeches, and certain words could bring them instantly back to squirming, feverish life.
A hand-sewn bear

























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