We designed the geopolitical dance so that the floor would bounce and the ice cream would melt.
We also learn how to do it better.
The furrows, striations and frosted ridges were lightly whitened by powdery snow.
A faraway eagle coasted and sought return to the warm nest, to family and electronic screen.
Test and try, see before you buy.
Nobody was in front, yet we were not behind.
There are no units of measure for pleasure.
Today and next year relaxing, toning and flow are all the rage, the talk of the hamlet.
Terrific tempestuous millponds and still life with apples.
Gotta’ go!
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