This answer to my Hand is art.
I write my own pain knowing one is paced.
Entrances belong for love.
I answer you and return with a love for asterisks.
Elevation of palming your writing in a pack of magazine entrances.
Estimate the patient law with a rack of luck.
I shall now return to a pad of paper and a pen.
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