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ALChemy
Why high eye old man, bell led in my van at ease. My gray haven ain't she in sin. In christmas home aside. Solid all heft of you tour is erect for you. My eye old wild man, got it earned is said.
ALChemy
28-Nov-05/5:59 AM
Think of that generic indian music you hear in old westerns (Nahhh-nah-nana-nah-nahhh) and then try reading the poem out loud to that rhythm, then listen for the hidden words.
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