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From the desk of Esther Wilberforce-Packard, typing from Minneapolis, MN
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1 Comments:
My charm is the like the fulgent sunrise that never comes. Lo, it is the effervescent breath of the faerie polecat on wing. I think Quizilla MEANT to say, “You often use your harm to congeal your cleverness.”
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