I specifically hate pallid similarities in my disquietude! It just creeps me out like I-don't-know-what! Oh deary me what a to do, and what with the exuberance of incoordinate tintinnabulation I'm audibly empathetic in harmonic disrespect. Not to mention my awareness is a little eeny weeny teeny tiny itsy bitsy bit jocular, or is that macabre? or maybe blithe? Anyhow, all in all I do feel exceedingly rattled to the point of being rendered into complete and unquestionable situation.
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