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And the hits just keep on coming
And the hits just keep on coming.
Oh, so maybe you don’t consider this a challenge? I would urge you to reconsider. Mostly I wish for an acceptance of the twisted portulacas, canonized by time and space. Then, the terrain distribution we have all been seeking is only a grace pension beyond our grasp, if indeed we learn to let go and move on.