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Chant with me. The words. Mea Culpa. I am sorry it’s almost always English. Je suis desolee. But, the Power of our club is your language and mine are blood kin. I may not understand your meaning, but if you’re writing: I will get your Drift.
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 7:41 AM UTC
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Chant with me. The words. Mea Culpa. I am sorry it’s almost always English. Je suis desolee. But, the Power of our club is your language and mine are blood kin. I may not understand your meaning, but if you’re writing: I will get your Drift.
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d-lowell-wilder
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May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 7:41 AM UTC
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