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Sam swam to Siam, simply to see. He survived sewing shoes in Sudan. His shins covered in scars, due to squirrels, on this he was silent. Son of a sailmaker from Sweden, his son would sweat in Savannah, selling soldering sets.
So. Sweetly singing
on the salient salty
Solitude song. So.
So. Sweetly singing
on the salient salty
Solitude song. So.
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