I am thankful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is interminable. It is astonishing how placated one can be with nothing unequivocal - just a feeling of presence. All things considered, anything for assortment. I am prepared to attempt this for the following ten thousand years, and fumes it. How sweet to consider! my furthest points all around scorched, and my scholarly part as well, so that there is no risk of worm or decay for quite a while. My breath is sweet to me. O how I giggle when I think about my ambiguous uncertain wealth. No keep running on my bank can deplete it, for my riches isn't ownership yet delight
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