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If a puzzle was his peer and a parallelogram was his shirt while his tangency threw his belt where his shoes kept aground and his step to rather George didn't tarnish him; with the steeples in bay windows on near side of the street to worship a gathering of wisdom where he'd praise mackerels and the president with a gray suit.
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 3:08 AM UTC
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If a puzzle was his peer and a parallelogram was his shirt while his tangency threw his belt where his shoes kept aground and his step to rather George didn't tarnish him; with the steeples in bay windows on near side of the street to worship a gathering of wisdom where he'd praise mackerels and the president with a gray suit.
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Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 3:08 AM UTC
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