Bless you little steam train, your brother is well.
He sneased a puff of confidence.
Beautiful one, so full of life – mind your head, little thing. Thw forests are thick this time of year. If it hurts, press it.
Have you been here before?
The skies fail, abd the earth seizes when you are sad.
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