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God hates Frank's Sauce

a choosers can't be a loser,
but they can be a beggar

We're all beggars, you know
for the will to breathe

A life of show and tell

He hated himself from time to time; the wash would sit there and he would sit here in the library We are in the library now The study

"I would rather draw together a group of apparently disparate ideas/images/memories and let their association speak for itself."
Stephanie Bolster

make it three one thing

There are games between the words in the books on the shelves The books on the floor and around the desk contain the fewest games He is a game himself and he doesn't like games They remind him of his brother

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