colossal costs plundered to size, still I gave no answer, before putting the finishing touches on the tip of the iceberg,
salty last lines turned first, I would be grateful if it was now, even though I have still not discarded all I have grown-out-off
set down in the annals of con, chronologically weeded out from the shallows of systematic abbreviation, a raft of saving graces never touches the sides
and you, again, at the forefront of flourish, knew no cave-in worth its brine
taking a nick out of time, spares only the hour -
a legitimate fluctuation in the life of notch
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