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Cabin fever

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   Without light
      Gold will
         Not
       Glisten

   Without hers
    Turgid  fupa
      ‘Tatched
     Az molded
         Clay
         Unto
    Hern thicks

   did i mention
  ‘Bout the gold
   *Glistening*

 "regard not the
         scop
  the bard iz the 
    punctilious 
     carnivore"

          hm  


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