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Your Language


I like hawks better than eagles no political ties. If I read one more story about the state of things I might end up in the paper. My old friend was arrested for driving while drunk at least he didn’t have what we used to have on us at the time. I gave it up. Learned your language. I’m running out of options. No matter how hard I wish this house will never clean itself. Therapy is confession but with no penance. I described you as a raccoon.

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