Chapter one

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The year was sometime B.C. Bc no time has been thot of. Moses took a dum poorly crafted sponge and wooshed all over his whit skin. He thot he knew his liks, his disliks, but he didnt truly kneow until he met him.
   Moses put on his cloths carefully bc they fall off easy boi, and walked down 2 the bech. Sure, he saved the juice, but he coulnt halp but fell liek someting waz missing. He smooshed his long boi stick in the watar, but someting happened, someting different.
   Suddenly it 2018, he look round scared boi, everyone different. He faint.
     It was when he woek up when he realize someting has went terribly wong. His eyeball open to this orange color man. He was startrook. Never has lief meant anyting until he saw him. They look eyes, he got nervous when the oraneg man look at him. Loev at forest sight.

"trump. What's your name sweaty?" He ask seductively.

It was then when Moses bois lief change 4ever.

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