a universe comes when you shiver the mirror of what may appear to be.
umbrella, will self
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i must say i'm finding the book rather a slough, but that may be due to my fluffiness which is light and buoyant but rather too and which is due to my young goosiness i may read it over when i get feathers and my parents aren't so uptight geezits hard to think when they be always nudgin' and honkin' but i get some of the gist and it's gist for the milling like about umbrellas being easily left forgot now unlike when they were really made, and how they call the psych drugs umbrellas which makes people more functional and malleable under the same rather random umbrella and other stuff about umbrellas i cant articulate. i guess this is not a recommendation but it does make you think. |
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