Look at this man, he is made of corn. He is standing on top of a snowy mountain, but he is not cold. In fact, he is warm and full of joy in his heart. The air is cold and dark, small white flakes of ice fall from the sky, mysterious movements make their way towards him. But the Corn Man, he is unafraid. He feels no fear, no hate, no pain.
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August 30, 2007 at 5:07 AM
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bbeaauuutiful.