Wings of love and wings of detained;
How do I long and very bud healed
Wounds of the fores and nothing to lead;
Needs of the thonge and very must queed
Now, I suggest a burrow of loak,
Neat and relaunt and very moon hook
Bane and defore and lookers of nook,
Cheek and behold the nunny nooze quack
Crank and the nick would swallow the quiz;
Filly trick sandy and while of please
Means of the boast and lings of demands;
Cury not all but bounce on the whose
Meek on the wild and fine of the drip,
Kimmy leat lie and never uphold
Glace of the flaw and reaps on the lap,
Not a ting hold and truly fin creap.
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