Wikifiction 1
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The grassy blades ruffled against his grass-like cheek, as Chris lay still in the wild grassy grass as the train passed him and the grass by... he then smoked some grass. He could feel his brain tingling as the devil weed began to influence his thought. It urged him to unspeakable things; it urged him to kill.
