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When, with wonder,
Dreams go under Scattered ashes, Cuts and gashes. Whirly winning Second inning Curly cadence Lovely fragrance. I was once In bed with cunts, Smile back stabbers, Vipers, adders. Alone, Aloha. Away with bruha. Dancing vela. Com’e bella. Better this way? Who can say? Without the drama Mountain Mama. Meditation Calm sensation Quiet moment Ache atonement. Got this far. Who we are. Going further, Toward a murmur 7/5/21
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