The Semper Augustus
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Though I nod off now for natural reasons stagger in let her fall half asleep, removing my own hardware the great sonnets were arbitrary forms kept in place by available species Swan Lake is hard feed your brain when it hurts I have an awful gift it’s telling you stop
You are the current. I am the wire. My child, yr point shoes free of splinters grizzle in chicken claws no sense of history, make all profits frown insecurity seems like a luxury these days