Word Salsa #27

She wavered awkwardly like the streets to gender and Hippies, many receiving first breath at just no soporto terrorismo macho. The sound odd!
Increase, decrease, Expand, contract! We still remember Remember me.
I’ll be a, Golden Retriever!

The Breakfast of the connection; between.
Find someone you took some of mute dreaming, Must find a Oh God!


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