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Become daily, breathe the railings... Force the failing, make them start mailing… Spin around sailing- land on a railing, dig deep into a gale of peace, be scared to hate on police, rank and file and rotate the beast, run around town and stare at things- make jewelry and appreciate a kiss, hail in giant leaps, and possess this.

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