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The discavery a mist means a fog.
I’m so was know.
white long manes of horses
Ouija, stop it.
I like the word and I'm not Ouija.
this hedgehog in the fog cartoon is the curse of an entire generation of one-sixth of the earth.
and I've noticed that you preferably like shorter words in general.
you can't offset the mystical gothicness of the word.
yeah, where is hits for me.
But betting to?
A mist it’s only water dropes.
You mood now not enough mistly.
attracts mystic hood?
he looms in that word.
I don't like this pseudo-cynical mood. real cynicism is cold and transparent. and this stupid posturing with the pretension to look like someone you are not.
and that's its only goal.
is a benchmark for testing the sincerity of feelings and words a place where nothing is human. and the word mist in such a place I think it sounds right.

You got my. But I have a bigger fish for again forget the word something for t..
Burning? 
The a damn idiom.
Where I might be find the idiom now? Web big.
Do how could compose a idiome with a word in body such couldn’t impossible  to remember ever time? I’m sorry I didn’t hear what you say.
But it I find the mist word in very good place night
Somebody must have lost it in a puddle on the platform.
Maybe you have ticket?

I swear the overlap do Nabokov in my world perceiv.
I’m don’t read him at all.
No.
The word have’t own to him.
He was know it word?
I think it’s with out doubt so.

For one word you write 275.
Congratulate you from hear.

you look like a man who's been scrutinizing a rusty nail his whole life.
yes, thank you, Mr. Sartre.
Camus? I'm sorry.
I wrote a poem for you once. May I?
about my birthday:
and the old women-midwives Sartre and Camus
still pull me by my leg,
that (leg) do not understanding anything