25.8.08
Carbine Glucuronic mg
For FEAR frayed deep: For once hath bespoken intrigue. Sodom travelled leafy walks in Sumatra forests with pests. Number One: with sugar, with beams, with money and muscles, mead complex from birth has paced for two swings. With bite subdued til the gun swallows back, and steam from potatoes oozing lingers at tongue's still. Linger. Linger. Linger sweet bite. Tasting of chana. Taste. Taste.
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