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DP SHT

I was exhaust, snowing deeply on the back seat. 

Ten slightly with pack-knack, he'd kill dim self.

Fish tail din the mud.

Stumped head.

I woke notch.

Ass parse Ohio medium strip.

Useless prison downtown stateless line.

Would ply and formed mica.

Work gang as fault.

Mice sharded nervous ringing field.

Buffalo Indian feeling.

Own your own knees, listing.

After the game, king & pawn go back in the same box.

Steep rise after rise rafter eyes thicket.

Hemlock elm white pine going back aways.

Stark holler.

Train succumbing.