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how's love is eternal that these men suffer from the lack of love that those who would or wish to love would love if not hindered by those who wish these men to be unloved like nights the days precures' the evenings that mornings come from the resting if allowed to rest those awakened we are bothered his nose smelled the food cooking while he was sleep she had peeled 8 pounds of apples. They were kept fresh by the juices of lemons sugars simmered with cinnamon and nutmeg the butter melded : and fused the aromas of whisky, apples, and butter cobined with the deliouis cookie type pie crust! she told us " any stress outside of a relationship, is that of the devil" !

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Date: 11/28/2018 1:33:00 PM
lew'd si, you got sum plainin to de!
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