all ignorance toboggans into know and trudges up to ignorance again: but winter`s not forever,even snow melts;and if spring should spoil the game,what then? all history`s a winter sport or three: but were it five,i`d still insist that all history is too small for even me; for me and you,exceedingly too small. Swoop(shrill collective myth)into thy grave merely to toil the scale to shrillerness per every madge and mabel dick and dave —tomorrow is our permanent address and there they`ll scarcely find us(if they do, we`ll move away still further:into nowSourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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