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Mar 30
Words of confusion to many.
I said Hey and someone said hay.
I said where and other spoke wear or ware to the point, I didn't care about these words of confusion.

****, these words driving me crazy.
Hell, hail, but we quick to point out they misspelled the world.

Gel to jail, one quick to point out the differences.

Just leave me alone.
Still confused by the spelling of the telephone.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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