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anyone fields As my with Not Are I awful dreams there's Boogah, never
rug woogy wee want to live. As when you ponder: mow the yard? or
iced tea and a fan? Are you a poet? No! Am I a poet? No! Becuase
gods have no pity on those borne when history began! Reversing the
fields of time
and to have and to hold is really quite trite!