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It was just a test. But was never removed.
I'm glad it was just the two of us.
Let's stay away from that stuff called guess what.
As you can see it burns by wind gust.
That's an "inner-net" called "Annette".
With apple trees like their own shadow's core.
Seems in here I never complain.
Price "leaving" pronouns poor.

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