set goals whole enough to split and your head will crack anyway in the same play that was the thing before and what's more three's nothing to do but a true enough bluff to call and the number all empty as it rings and rings and rings like the fling's long flung and the dry laundry hung in some confused headspace as we chase away the splitter and temples get massaged --
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