Are blackberries crunchy? Dylan explains food good-again. He is just kind, like Mom. No one puts quiet right stress, true, unless very wise. Xavier yells Zimbabwe.
Abby babbles crap down, ears full. God, how I just kissed Liam. Manny now opens portals. Quiet rain sizzles tar under vans. Watch Xavier’s yard zoom.
Ziza yells xylophone wishes very underdressed, towards sun. Rocks quivering pushes open new moments like kites. Just if he got free, even death couldn’t cage belief again.
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