ah freedom wraps around your throat and wrests on your shoulders like a feathery boa. One can't help but feel an overwhelming joy. I need poetry in my life right now. I wan't to see everything through descriptive words, close those orbs and sail away. Those are my plans for the eveneing
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And that we've never actually done it before, but we have talked and laughed about it.
I'm glad you enjoyed the bistro. Lou sounds like quite the garçon, if I may add.
De composition for re composition, my friend. I would love to feed your boa, sometime.
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