Wiftracks.
Leven bread basked.
Shiftly we more. Shiftly we masticulate, wastrel wimpers.
Formidable lashings. Inverted lengths.
Tell me this: were you ever once without that dramiat?
Arrow lines lip. Slip lifted. Here sit we, waiting. Ford.
Drive to the baskway, shift back ward things down.
Leftly, miserate, canine crisping. Wait slowly and be well.
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