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"... how many Sevens to make a Square..." he penned an easy question as the Six is a dare... " ... Act 3..." You can test the rest... But I can play "There" So I answered "write back" and took a feather from my hair... I made a quick circle and took it through a cube I wasn't sure you'd see so I doubled tapped two... and then "... you rang? ..." said a Cedar through the tube... Q. Are you secret? I... asked with care " four 1000 and 1 years ... until you could hear..."

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