It's dead! Look *thwack*! It is an ex line! It has ceased! Deceased and is a Dead Line!
There is something spooky about travelling in from a far and distant land shrouded in strange mists between unseen hills into a clear blue-skied bustling metropolis. Brought to mind The Others.
Deadlines are approaching but I just need to do the final edit of draft 2 and it will have been met. Sometimes, often when a rabbit has appeared from the hat, I wonder just how much I could actually achieve if I set about trying.
*whisper*
Wabbits, here ickle wabbits, bun bun bunny wabbits
Deadlines are approaching but I just need to do the final edit of draft 2 and it will have been met. Sometimes, often when a rabbit has appeared from the hat, I wonder just how much I could actually achieve if I set about trying.
*whisper*
Wabbits, here ickle wabbits, bun bun bunny wabbits
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