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Learn To Fly

They come out fully armored- basked in electricity, and ready for endearment to plasticize your greatest vice, to try you must fry, bake, kill or even die, **** um man! Learn to fly **** um Sam! ‘But he would have hated that you guys…' They hate to grow and to cause another's crow, howl, wow, or to even to say doe! Just like some can smash a reptile like eggs on a steak, don't be in exile when the rent at first seems fake, feelin' a smile? Come on into the dial, the climax is versatile, worth while… At a seaman mans court trial, sitting in a dish with the cork and file, I run a horny mile, as an anglophile, with great revival, taking it as part of survival, just like Fival... Not 25? That's fine... He was a small mouse in a favorite cartoon of mine, he had the shine, and endangered evil every time he got wide, he knew where the heart was at, just like an old man with too many brats, he searched for the facts, and jumped on-top of gods back, took the ride all the way home and back- so send sleet at slue whenever it doesn't hear you dude, time is caustic as the mood, and people require the smooth, so you with your ample groove can get it on with any type of woo, even if its just a helpless animal, who is only looking for some proof.

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