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Season of the sticks

Why does the longing of lived wax melt clean off your wicks? Oh, how do you hold a capillary existence fending off the ticks? Over and over to lay wasted during the cold times, of treats and tricks Daylight will return beauty to you in magical ways after the season of the sticks Save your strength, take time to slumber; why be awake to witness the politics?

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Date: 10/25/2024 3:55:00 PM
Rest is always good, Hugs-
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Date: 10/25/2024 6:49:00 PM
To see the truest nature it is best read in landscape ;) A.S.

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