Our nights here at the September peperino Magic Table are a tad cooler, a jot, a degree of the thermometre at the Pizza Chimney. My drift is my continuous trouble and torment with six tones , F R Cis Es C A . Toxic. ( Apparently these 6 tones, with travail and with slaves´yells extracted from this typist contain my composer´s D.N.A ? )
BEWARE THE SELF : SELF REFLEXIVE ; BEWARE
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