Another Kind Of Miricle
J
James McLain
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Is loving, a punks punk it can be very
hard, her grippe is firm, how she yells and) wink(s
other wise the day is a bit warm.) it(smile) s to.
I have washed the aphids, the milk is fresh and cool.
The red rose is not a glare, wankers but are blind.
Wink and a smile, so dont yell, i cannot hear you.
Yet your ears are find in the forest in which you dwell.
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