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As well, I have a few of my own. Fair play, even if foul. Fowl ball? Bad bird?
We... have discussed this. If I kill her? I become her.
If she kills me? I may well not die. And if I do? Short or long, I'll be back.
The coyote is ravenous for life, as any fox will tell you. *wink*
Yea, I... you remember. Believe? Not my problem.
The Devil, she says! Or you. Whoever. So cold you are hot? Methinks.
There is my real. xoxoxo
My turn!
A bit cheeky. Not too rich in that. Great respect and reverence for these.
And, of course, more.
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