And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was and how much was mine to keep.
Thank you Mr. Vonnegut. You will be missed.
And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was and how much was mine to keep.
Thank you Mr. Vonnegut. You will be missed.
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