the doe and the bacterial agent
is a fable tale to read, to you my dear, to thee, the crowd that seemed not be;
the bacterial agent was danced by the glory. The power made me he. The doe high up her tree, me taken aback by so-much seen beauty, fell laptacked on my back to reveal to thee the choir of ever lasting CD
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