For Terry Miller
Man does man have ways when he wants to fight, I pray the race gets renewed by warriors who use energy spikes instead of virus spikes, ... and how is God? I hide him in my chest away from guns, I'm shooting for the moon with bullet sized stars, my friend, and a pen of course, sending you a beg hello, :) and a smile to make your day.
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