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pressures abound pain surrounds give me an out, i'll take it. elixir of gold cuts my throat soothing mind 'n nerves throws me a line, inflated float, bashes barriers perverse caressing wounded dignity suppresses unconscious malignity blinds me of untoward unsavoury umbilical cord i'm talking too loud - i know it, social more - i'll blow it! i know i'll regret this meanwhile, ignorance's bliss! so drink up while you can, your worries in trash-can, kiss your opponent and watch him go, live in the moment, go with the flow.
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Oct 21, 2021
Oct 21, 2021 at 4:31 AM UTC
Bottoms up!
pressures abound pain surrounds give me an out, i'll take it. elixir of gold cuts my throat soothing mind 'n nerves throws me a line, inflated float, bashes barriers perverse caressing wounded dignity suppresses unconscious malignity blinds me of untoward unsavoury umbilical cord i'm talking too loud - i know it, social more - i'll blow it! i know i'll regret this meanwhile, ignorance's bliss! so drink up while you can, your worries in trash-can, kiss your opponent and watch him go, live in the moment, go with the flow.
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge #untoward
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Oct 21, 2021
Oct 21, 2021 at 4:31 AM UTC
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