My eyes open after my mind. All eyes always do. — Craig Stone, The Squirrel that Dreamt of Madness
My eyes open after my mind. All eyes always do. — Craig Stone, The Squirrel that Dreamt of Madness
My eyes open after my mind. All eyes always do. — Craig Stone, The Squirrel that Dreamt of Madness
My eyes open after my mind. All eyes always do. — Craig Stone, The Squirrel that Dreamt of Madness
My eyes open after my mind. All eyes always do. — Craig Stone, The Squirrel that Dreamt of Madness
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My eyes open after my mind. All eyes always do.

— Craig Stone, The Squirrel that Dreamt of Madness
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