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In some sense, we’re all proportionately configured if we will grow, to be with adjustment’s ideation solidity is not a beautiful thing when mixed with fearful rigidity a hex is really just a RUDE blessing Till we strut, shan’t we be living Please Pass the pickled Beets
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Jan 2, 2021
Jan 2, 2021 at 12:51 AM UTC
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In some sense, we’re all proportionately configured if we will grow, to be with adjustment’s ideation solidity is not a beautiful thing when mixed with fearful rigidity a hex is really just a RUDE blessing Till we strut, shan’t we be living Please Pass the pickled Beets
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Jan 2, 2021
Jan 2, 2021 at 12:51 AM UTC
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