

brb for titleSo it is when I've faith to consider Had in you there a greater to ponder Perhaps more to alike is your accord For friends, real or not, real you are adored Much poised and ever worth can be banked on Still to not waive from whom had you forgone Whilst times abliss mark blissed intimacy Therein may lie fuss, ado and whatnot? To angst in remorse I'd only foresee In lapse to set agloom myself for naught Toward favor, the favor blessed amiss Lest awry that were, rather ours to bit Then shall my fair contemplate do to this And on that might I also be sworn fitbrb for title
welcome to the club
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I therefore conclude that I cannot come up with a friggin conclusion.
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I therefore conclude that I cannot come up with a friggin conclusion.
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i've got 10 fingers and 10 toes, and you have 20 more causes of death. O,..,o
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