wary of the snooze again the jam berries itself in the straw and calls out that it's a sticky situation to be spread about and the growing doubts abstain from the main conversation with hesitation made of ironing board conspiracies -- the nearest sea's some miles off but we fill our pockets with anyway shells and trim the sails to curtains with the certainty of those who will sail away to home
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