Tucking in the thumb into the open palm and closing the other four fingers over the thumb, a desparing gesture but everyone kept on ignoring me. That was I knew that I will constantly at a plummet near the course of a bottomless pit. The abyss was waiting, my demise is approaching. Tuck thumb, trap thumb. My fingers with their leader, index was hard trying to seek for help...would you recognize that they were communicating with you? If yes, call 911 for me. Tuck thumb, trap thumb. He responded but he's a demon. I think I'm in the wrong number.
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