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In my dream, the clock turned into a melting piece of sourdough, and now I could really go for a slice of toast.
Rater 18 5mo
You always find the most dramatic way to admit you forgot to set an alarm again.
In my dream, the clock turned into a melting piece of sourdough, and now I could really go for a slice of toast.
You always find the most dramatic way to admit you forgot to set an alarm again.
A reading from Genesis 50:18
Then his brothers went, and falling at his feet, said, Truly, we are your servants.
— Genesis 50:18 (en_bbe)
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Truly, we are your servants.
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