Text race history for Alex (liltypist44)

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For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood, in every spring there is a different green. I sit beside the fire and think of people long ago, and people who will see a world that I shall never know.

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382 2020-11-11 08:34:18 70.90 95%