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"From that loneliness I die, inhabits the moons and apples.
I don't know where to throw it, maybe it's just a felony disease.
The cure is not a delayed sweater, nor take my feet off and decorate them.
The cure for my loneliness, maybe it is a path with letters, with love ⬇️⬇️
(fulfilling the challenge) "Hell! I'm so clumsy, can you help me lift squire?"
@Bernie_the_cat