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Friday, January 4, 2008

Paste the creep.

Mash juice ever slips up on an evening.

A hovering hum may bring the people down.

Fondle it away vicariously, with pulpy seeds.

The morning's cold dish too quickly billowed.

Ring a primer inwardly while wading.

Sow only euphonious whinnies for a year.

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