Thank you for your kind words. I will endeavour to remember you once enconsed in my new circumstances.




(tongue is in cheek)

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permanently, gets caught in teeth when tried to retrieve in times of need. tongue, I mean.

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ensconced then you say, my good lord?

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teeth uneven and clenched, I'm afraid, unattractively.

an aside:
You know had I an office, not a foreign,
your good mister Brookings
would firmly black-and-whitely
hang above my head
where Lenin never was,
but, in the doctrine, poor
small man he should have been?

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He was once tacked on my bedroom wall - now he works for the government: (poor and small he never was)

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Oh, I wonder why the latter doesn't surprise me the least.
Yeah, glad to say things kinda begin to click all around.

peace! and un-quiet!

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