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One of the most frustrating things about being human is the answers are so obvious even a child could understand.  Can the ramifications of self be a controlled sequence or are we left with naught but chicanery's dynamisms on the fealty.  It's like the depths of pervasion as opposed to the heights of possibility when everybody knows it's an oblong sideways.
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Jul 24, 2021
Jul 24, 2021 at 10:04 PM UTC
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One of the most frustrating things about being human is the answers are so obvious even a child could understand.  Can the ramifications of self be a controlled sequence or are we left with naught but chicanery's dynamisms on the fealty.  It's like the depths of pervasion as opposed to the heights of possibility when everybody knows it's an oblong sideways.
Please explicate, LOL.
toreinss-pinwinkel-iii
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Jul 24, 2021
Jul 24, 2021 at 10:04 PM UTC
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