Dearest Reader,
I'm sitting at home, half past eleven on Memorial Day, burning candles in an otherwise darkened room, listening to the end of an old song
exultemus et in ipso iucundemur
timeamus et amemus deum vivum
et ex corde digilamus nos sincero
et ex corde digilamus nos sincero
sincero
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