A crackle of energy and motion,
Hands quivering with a sudden notion:
Hurry, hurry, seize the day;
Keep the pace until you’re gray
—damn, do I need a lay.
A crackle of energy and motion,
Hands quivering with a sudden notion:
Hurry, hurry, seize the day;
Keep the pace until you’re gray
—damn, do I need a lay.
I became anxious just reading this short post.
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a job well done wink wink wink
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