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Our lives are like these things I make. Turn em build em bake em in fire. Thats what youve been son. Baked and fired. But a pot dont have the right to choose whether he be for water wine or just left empty. You have son. You have.
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A black cat crossed my path and I stopped to dance around it widdershins and to sing the rhyme Ou vati mistigri Passe sans faire de mai ici.
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