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Harsh geographical tongues, Set up against the asphalt gleaming in the bright light, The A Crowd betwixt and between- efforting that cool knowing stance to cover the fear reeked knee **** bloodthirst their inadequacy always spawned. The B Crowd simpers aghast at what unconscious desires to adopt the life husk of burned out hucksters has wrought. The sentimental inspector dutifully tweaks the scales so we all have a tighter grasp on true value. Postscript: Lord grant me the grace to disguise the portentous notions that I am anything other than what I pretend to be... [Rolloroberson copyright 2020]
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Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 10:53 PM UTC
Measures and Values During the Days of Covid
Harsh geographical tongues, Set up against the asphalt gleaming in the bright light, The A Crowd betwixt and between- efforting that cool knowing stance to cover the fear reeked knee **** bloodthirst their inadequacy always spawned. The B Crowd simpers aghast at what unconscious desires to adopt the life husk of burned out hucksters has wrought. The sentimental inspector dutifully tweaks the scales so we all have a tighter grasp on true value. Postscript: Lord grant me the grace to disguise the portentous notions that I am anything other than what I pretend to be... [Rolloroberson copyright 2020]
A flood of information late in the night
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Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 10:53 PM UTC
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