WHAT WE ENLIST
When we fall into space, what
we enlist is strength. To your
face, I would say this too. All
tumbling, tumbling dice?
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I am trying to make scrambled
eggs, for myself. Never having
done that before, I seek a form
of verbal assistance? An alliance?
Can you help me now?
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The first-mate is of forest-green,
while I am nothing but an azure
tint. The other man in the kitchen
is grinning - he wears one of
those hats I never understood.
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