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2Kings 8,Ezekiel 35,Prov 21:27-31

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Acts 16,Ezekiel 34,Prov 21:22-26

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Acts 15,Ezekiel 33,Prov 21:17-21

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Galoot: Loutish,clumsy oaf
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Formicate: To swarm like ants
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Facinorous: Exceedingly wicked

31.Jul.2005

From: Games Magazine (1984)

Dear John:

I want a man who knows what love is all about. You are generous, kind, thoughtful. People who are not like you admit to being useless and inferior.You have ruined me for other men. I yearn for you. I have no feelings whatsoever when we're apart. I can be forever happy--will you let me be yours?

Gloria

Dear John:

I want a man who knows what love is. All about you are generous, kind, thoughtful people, who are not like you. Admit to being useless and inferior.You have ruined me. For other men, I yearn. For you, I have no feelings whatsoever. When we're apart, I can be forever happy. Will you let me be?

Yours, Gloria

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