Th'-Sentry Code
Y!...P!M! : asked the sentry at the door of waking
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yup...past midday!
(yawning...pondering...mmmmm)
yammered past
midnight
yacking propels me
yards...plows
mental
yesteryears pathways...mountainous
yes...puzzling
maybe
yet productivity means
yachting problems
minimizing
yawls...pacifying memories
yearning...premeditations
materialized
years previous...managable
yen-pen
moment
yang potential mediums
yielding...perpetual
music...
yelling pesters me
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