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    | Go the Rounds: Letter to Comradeship.
      “Lending a hand, may I?” When it all began.

  Birds chatter in the trees, staring into the dancing
  leaves. Withdrawal has nailed the chaste hearts, as
  though the blessings never merited to be attended.
  Awaking to the bliss awaiting, it takes lots of hands
  to hold and enliven the hearts.

  | I am, willing to settle for a main account.
  | Profneeds, Writing Commissions, Art Commissions.

                                                             📨. @Pennedbot

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