those two birds have one stone amoungst them.
I am sorry for this practice of leaving you out, fear not as an end is near. I have not seen you in so long, but tht comes with the thought that there was a long term goal from the stream to reach this raging river.
Rage as in the kindest type of controled power, driven to fix one point in place. Did you know I was reaching at this for the longest time. Even when root beer was distraction enough to bowl me away, i held. imperfect is the taste of artificial turf and we should all strive to think of when it is we can think about how moving forward hits it all strait off.
I'm waiting for this phone call on one account so I can post on another? forget that. I'll just cut and paste!
xerox or kleenex, either is a mild form of false.
Much love
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