Or, perhaps, blockhead.
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The Eleventh Hour of the Eleventh Day
I really wish that we wore poppies year round, or had regular days when we were grown up and open-handed and, yes, open hearted in support...
I really wish that we wore poppies year round, or had regular days when we were grown up and open-handed and, yes, open hearted in support...
that block looks a little like that wise old owl in your side bar. I'm sure a little break will clear things right up.
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