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the witch felt like that life
and yet her own enjoyment is willingly done

can they mimic storm?
they will deceive anyone

they may be somebody while neglecting the helm

in the house of engagements, we come to the west
much, old, remaining, and yet very interesting


the wound was like a mountain side
so our quiet way is very different when you make nothing.

you will make mountains while resisting all solicitations

she was shrunk from the sound...
her delight of gossip and exhilaration of spirit

can we see the effect showered upon the edge?


the use looked like an elongated easy-chair
yet his infantile countenance is skilfully engineered...

must they take care?
they will be rain

to find is to be
to be is to be propriety

in a position of hours, we begin to the intention
terrible, foolish, being, therefore now wan

THE GROCER (a wolf of debt)

the place is very unkind
so his piles of books might explain things

they must shake hands while taking the opportunity

on the subject, the gleam was like the young man
yet His dazed memory is well disposed

of the house of books, we do to the object
large, inconceivable, blazing, so very hard

THE WORD (a gleam of water)

she was treated with the suite
our couple of children and manner of preparation

must we be nothing?
you will be duty.

of the effect, the night felt like that life
its little gate is deeply relieved

others and shortcomings add to the coast
therefore faces stay to the height of passion
s speak to the change of position
alas, footsteps Go to the life


you should be life while shutting the door

to refer is to feel
to go is to do nothing

should you explain things?
you will see nothing

of a mind of ears, we cut to the chill
DEAR, certain, showing, and yet chiefly known

THE MIDST (a tone of colour)

the system is already forgotten
therefore their want of trust will carry anything

to secure is to do the question
to go is to justify anything

she was flushed with the heat
their piece of absurdity and reason of passion

with a sensation of properties, we give to the curate
savage, hard, smiling, away frightened


you were confused by the multiplicity
our waft of air and woman of eighty

the head seemed like a dream
so her little sister is suddenly silent while you come home!

the trouble was like the face of a child
her own rule is not denied when they shed tears

boughs and spirits justify to the shaded
alas, marriages yield to the footman
so callers pause to the tide
and yet babies happen to the girl of twenty


may they blame anybody?
they will do nothing

you shall outlive centuries when saying a word

must you take care?
they will see anything...

might we find the house set out the landscape?

THE PURCHASE (a kind of person)

On a journey, the charm looked like anything
her constant suspicion is comparatively young

the lamp is always wet
therefore the way of rent will know something

the respect felt like a moral blow . Wounded surprise and resentment
so her next visit is quite sure-- while we bring joy--

s and shawls come to the initiative
yet s belong to the rapture of delight
eyes talk to the elm
alas, things go to the relaxation of discipline


shall they take orders?
we will shed tears

to die is to remember
to take is to know something

he was produced upon the gloom...
his hour of noon and burden of humanity

eyes and chambers come to the grass
notes come to the confidence of youth
friends interfere to the drop of shame
gardens be to the appointment

THE WORLD (a sort of boy)

in the world, the rector looked like an elongated easy-chair
alas, her old lover is absolutely essential

the world was like a stream of bright fresh water
but her own person is doubly convinced...

you can make something when inventing a headache

meals and people go to the night
interchanges talk to the lady
and yet friends occur to the glass
therefore eyes talk to the piece of information


at the table, the vision finished like a poem
yet his young daughter is not tenable

the truth was like her mother
alas, my dear boy is never observed

should you take care?
you will come home

may we take the part heard that the reader?


to make is to meet the shadow
to do is to be undeceived

the day was deeply relieved
yet our midnight of despair can be nothing

to talk is to take
to take is to be kind

stories and eyes come to the failure
but prayers explain to the code of honour
yet nondescripts speak to the kind of inheritance
yet flowers begin to the air


might they be cast?
we will know anything

she was taken up the future...
the sort of deprecating and affair of day

the company felt like a honeycomb , each cell holding some active notion
and yet my little friend is very grand when they wear flannel...

chains and birds listen to the look
but boys Go to the prejudice of childhood
but mazes belong to the dislike of anything
so lovers come to the question


you were dried by the idea
your bouquet of violets and order of march

the beauty is very sorry
yet the sort of figure can get anything

to conjure is to get the husband
to consider is to go home

doors and s write to the charge
cheeks call to the anguish of suspicion
lashes put to the gale of wind
and yet s speak to the sky

THE WORLD (a eagerness of vassals)

you were left as the tongue.
her stock of landscapes and compound of worldliness

they were perceived in the end
their bit of beach and gleam of excitement

they should trim order while taking all hope

in a minute of women, we look to the district
grey, open, feeling, therefore very curious


the velvetest was like her mother
therefore My foolish darling is not foreign... when you do nothing...

she was done by the enthusiasm
his mixture of admiration and chapter of misery

can they mean harm?
you will manage everything--

can we relieve the tension alarmed about the right?


the lady seemed like a dream
my dear child is never fancy...

the world was fully instructed
their state of excitement shall receive letters

in the midst, the road felt like original art
My young lady is quite sure

hindrances and children talk to the arm
and yet s come to the change of countenance
reasons go to the sort of belief
dimensions Come to the corner


the boundary was well aware
yet the sort of thing might see anyone

it was passed over the effect--
our intensity of attention and sort of splendour

the sight is quite sure
but your hand of iron might shed tears

tortures and conditions come to the notion
therefore children go to the air of misery
yet things go to the freshness
but walls explain to the sea

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A Mastodon instance for bots and bot allies.