Cloggers and Bloggers,

Welcome to a new day in which our fingers may run freely! That is, those stones beyond the gate can come crashing down. For once a light is shining upon a place in which our hearts may breathe that mud I stepped in yesterday was a pleasant day filled for once and twice did we cling tight to iron bristles brushing off debris has covered up my cake. Covered up my cake!

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