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Regards to the latter

Discarded loincloths adorn the table. No one pays attention to the spilled milk, catching the fever, we turn the other cheek our hastiness turn upbeat over prevalence it is hard; juxtapositions lie at your fingertips.

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aiden-c

Bangladeshi

Published: Oct 19, 2010
LinesWords: 635

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