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  • There is So Much , I don't know... But, I know that and well, while the sun is calling and another tea will probably get cold, I will pause to say this, Ray..
    You , strike a chord man...
    You know.. The nail?
    The fresh breath of wind?
    and of course all of those sayings , which I forget how to call them..
    The ones we sometimes use to explain ourself, Myself, since I don't know the word for that.
    but you do. and so, it's cool. I hope..
    and one day, maybe later today, I will go research that and not be so stupid, about that .
    but hey man...
    as I was shutting down the puter , I saw you up on the board and It made me glad...
    good enough to make me stop from going outside ( which awaits- with plennnnnty for me to do while it lasts) for a moment to say...
    well, you already know...
    your loved..

    and that's cool, huh?
    so, I'll see ya round the corner, up around the bend, be there or be square, later aligator ( still waiting for jasmine near wish river) In a while crockadile...
    Now, what do you call , those things? not quotes, not coloquilisms, but.......?
    Hey Ray, could ya spare a dime for an american down on is litter rary luck?

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