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Post by shakespearjrthe3rd on Jul 5, 2021 17:43:01 GMT -6
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Post by Alexandria Bouchelli Mozzarell on Jul 5, 2021 17:44:38 GMT -6
Beautiful. A thought provoking conundrum of modernised poetry.
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Post by anirbas on Jul 8, 2021 0:42:35 GMT -6
Clap! Clap! Clap! Ooh-la-la. Loved the twisted twines of double entendre.
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Post by artolmaeus on May 21, 2022 22:05:49 GMT -6
the pounding is astrounding let's even make it sterling even if the flagpole at halfmast is all but at your knees and should we all be just watching it on some solitudinous screen please pass me some tissues so my hands may be clean
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