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formulations to Add knot Subtract the Horror of People and their Judge minting forage,

grazing the more as Naturally scored has brought impulsion asking not for freezing in bourn.

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quoed such happening to possible creating the probable as Snore,

placing finality as pressure to the Pawn tired Rook in a Chest of Knight,

shoulders hold the correction as the Bold provide a Dungeon Rare.

Much to my dismissal of friends in the Thistle,

sake for the deck that reason was a whistle,

the Pan in Movements as a Lyricist Captain stands,

 the Joker is Wild as James Blunt is a Real Man!!

Yes the Counter~Clocks a Systemic Revealing,

for without the Cart the Horse is Heeling,

collecting worth from the death of Hearst,

taught to point Type while the World rigs debt.

Any name refusal that has made a formal request,

likens the Public School on an Island of regrets,

training muscle to memory holds,

Zest was My Horse not a Fortune Course!!

Sailing in with lies of trends removing hards the difficult Den,

a cub of gristle tending barred,

says to the gross magnitude,

loads have Darts that Compass Points too Exact.