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To Friday five I apologise, to my profession and charges I weaken and give mummers tales, avoid holes of attention that tired souls give in to I love my responsibilities hotly but there are ends to means, so weekly turns have starts which Mondays begin
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Nov 15, 2020
Nov 15, 2020 at 7:46 AM UTC
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To Friday five I apologise, to my profession and charges I weaken and give mummers tales, avoid holes of attention that tired souls give in to I love my responsibilities hotly but there are ends to means, so weekly turns have starts which Mondays begin
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Nov 15, 2020
Nov 15, 2020 at 7:46 AM UTC
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