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This is it; the deepest I can fathom, the fastest I can light the flying arrow quick released from not so sure cocked finger. This is it; the flattest I can color the plainest I can reek thru silicon weaving densely threaded cloth fibered shirt, insignia emblazon on Polo front pocket. This is IT; the peak, the twin peaks. The n-peaks? I realize the game continues and IT sets to zero, derivatized as partial IT-equations, is easier to solve.
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Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 11:31 AM UTC
This is it
This is it; the deepest I can fathom, the fastest I can light the flying arrow quick released from not so sure cocked finger. This is it; the flattest I can color the plainest I can reek thru silicon weaving densely threaded cloth fibered shirt, insignia emblazon on Polo front pocket. This is IT; the peak, the twin peaks. The n-peaks? I realize the game continues and IT sets to zero, derivatized as partial IT-equations, is easier to solve.
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Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 11:31 AM UTC
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