...each flake of life
flowing through my veins
mashing up my brain...
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Tom-pipol and two english language students are walking down the road on their way to their listening class. "It's windy" says the first student. "No it isn't. It's Thursday", says the second student. "Me too", says Tom-pipol. "Let's go for a drink!"
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