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wenglingly i posted a thread threadly were my fingers wamping away till dead upon the board of keys, weaving fabrico un capsed was my lock and empty of drock a flenger bumped drongo with flickering plang what stam it is to post and laugh so flem flom me, take a bath in a whingling wrongling slash speak aloud non fence and sung a word is only as good as it is understood
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where have gone the trinks of yestergornk 
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