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i love october.
my lungs always pine for the cool, clean, crisp whorls of air that tirelessly haunt september's last breath.
my lungs always pine for the cool, clean, crisp whorls of air that tirelessly haunt september's last breath.
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and the next breath is Halloween
october is my favorite month. i love this time of year. of course, here it's 95.. not quite what i was hoping for.
Ocotber makes me fart.
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