Aug27 That’ll Do Posted on August 27, 2023 by Mystertim Standard Life is naught but existential angst, Is there purpose, how could there be? Sammy leaps on my belly, boops my nose, Saying, “You’re here to take care of me.” 08/27/2023 Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related
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