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Enjoy the stillness, sweet snail! Savor the spring breeze while it still means something! Soon enough, like summer tempests your tears will come!Walt Holcombe
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I'm the old type setter who gets his blood poisoned from the ink.Walt Holcombe
Enjoy the stillness, sweet snail! Savor the spring breeze while it still means something! Soon enough, like summer tempests your tears will come!Walt Holcombe
I'm the old type setter who gets his blood poisoned from the ink.Walt Holcombe