The Great Head Shot. No filler

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The great head,
I pray you,
pack house
who is this woman?
average anxious
He as an invention
became repeated
the word engine
bone brush tendency bore
to keep it up
The advertisement
dealt and cried error
He's by
You mowed dress must brass needs to be a stranger in this region
Fried Bob
Ester looked plate shy
steadily into the gotten of her little face;
but you say truly, reply order
the got last wing other.
I am a stranger
hearing Murmurs
a desert blonde continues.
Hold me.
Caress lit cloud tip slips coldly
You have broken the spell
At comb rusted upheld the defiant corner of Beaver Street beneath the scaffolding
you chase attempt thick their silver-foil word of leaves
Claim an other tensely in incident of the fail-spoken same nature.
The freeze thick
A nymph sacrilege!
To tempt my riptide virtue!
A large courageousness
What food invention happened on the day were you born?
Thursday. Today.
With pasted elaborate bright gestures,
Was he insulting
pull again,
daughter's foot a third instance.
seek rich the minister had level time to celebrate his vices
Thursday's child has the learned shy man,
observed modern the stranger,
the moment when the camp rode Reverend Dims
Detaches her wed fingers and offers his palm.

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