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We, war of words; first

class wolf... well fed.


Seats and deals of ours; investors 

                                                     in a Trust.

My peers and partners, betting over and

under... the futile value of the future,

inside our fanatics shares.  The fantastic fan

and our question:

      whether or not would exist

                       enough flesh on this.  


Strings, we were.

Everywhere...mother, we all toghe3ther


we never could embrace


                    of those; yours,





                            ------------------------- intimate, that

they decide, to do it

with strangers.



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