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Nov 2020
Cats crawling in miserable contempt for the formulas placed upon the plate of their valves. Strongly resisting cryptic soundboards, longing for songs of the origin tunings. Sometimes is the mask of a soothing sort never forming to resolve to cure. Misplaced purity soars in all directions but can’t be detected with these clumsy instruments..
Niel
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Niel  34/M/Columbus
(34/M/Columbus)   
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     Brett, --- and Salmabanu Hatim
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