If we're talking about love Then I have to tell you Dear readers I'm not sure where I'm headed. I've gotten lost before. I've woke up stone drunk Face down in the floor.
Late afternoon the house is hot. I started I jumped up. Everyone hates a bore. Everyone hates a drunk.
This may be a lit invention Professors muddled in their intent To try to rope in followers To float their malcontent. As for this reader,
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