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Wisdom taken by the winds never to be gathered again. As monsoon bellowsthe worthy tumblein the gusts that evil portends. No consipracy is needed when interests converge. What have you heard? Repetition is keylike bird is word… watch me workwithout twerkingmy wobbly bitscheck the manuscripts. They told meto get over ituntil I began to useContinue reading “Monsoons of living”