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Oh, it's the doldrums after Halloween.

What has been stuck in my head for days?

It's a recognition, this day and age, to read any good news on the newspaper page.

The love and tradition of the grand design, some people say is even harder to find.

Well, there must be so magic glue inside the jatawaus, broodity, because all I see is

a towel of dreams, real love, bursting out of every scene.

It's a big ol' love of a family.

I did I do that.

There he is!

Exactly what I was over here.

I'm jamming out on the fake piano on my desk, because that's what I do when I'm really

feeling the music.

And how do you guys feel about it?

I'm feeling pretty good, because I decided to shoot myself for the laser gun and now I'm

a hold on.

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