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Old Harry talks too much, Devoted to onomatopoeic sounds. He listens as consonants Emanate from his mouth. The gentleman, patriarchal In his way, deprived, solitary; Talking to the hypothetical Companions in his psyche. Old Harry gets no reply, Devoid of company is the liar. They used to sing years ago, The devil's only friend is fire.
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Feb 8, 2011
Feb 8, 2011 at 4:03 PM UTC
Old Harry
Old Harry talks too much, Devoted to onomatopoeic sounds. He listens as consonants Emanate from his mouth. The gentleman, patriarchal In his way, deprived, solitary; Talking to the hypothetical Companions in his psyche. Old Harry gets no reply, Devoid of company is the liar. They used to sing years ago, The devil's only friend is fire.
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Feb 8, 2011
Feb 8, 2011 at 4:03 PM UTC
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