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Last night, as I slept, someone came and stole my eyeballs.
I mean I know that was always a recurring fear of mine, but maybe it was actually a premonition or something.
They took them to a sandbox and kicked them around in the sand for fun.
Then they brought them back and re-inserted them.
I should be grateful that they're here. But bloody hell they hurt this morning.
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