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  • Wesley Bonneville's Perfect Day

    I woke up this morning to a blaring siren, I opened my eyes and searched for the sound. When I looked on my night stand, there, red electronic numbers told ...

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I was promis'd on a time, To have a reason for my rhyme: From that time unto this season, I receiv'd nor rhyme nor reason.
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