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That womanzord appears as though she would birth right.
Under this pretense I will imbibe upon your creative juices. Living loose and strictly abuse the very function we refused to live in conjunction and in truce. This cannot happen, and as it happens the bond beneath us slackens and for lack of better words we're mired in the settled course of mutual unusual conflicts as we confess our regrets and ingratiate our percepts to intercept a regress toward the seminal let down. Release of untimely pressure, it fissures up to the top for damnation to stop and salvation to rot the roots of our knots holding us together.
DJRYAN this will be listened to. And I will let you know. I will let it show.
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