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Re: Day 237 evening

Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): We Are, But We Are Also The Same
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): I Once Existed Within Him
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): Does That Mean There Is Another Me Inside Him Now?
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): Or Is He Just
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): Without Me?
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): I Need To Know More.
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): And I Know I Can't Get My Answers From Him.
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): He Is So
Chamomile Gatorade (for poets): .

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