peace-salaam-shalom.
Jack Purcell Hall, adorned with scarf, with love and dismay; displaced brother of Demorest, Georgia; child of parents; serviceman to the people and, at times, employers; disciple of Dylan, keeper of Peace – sure-for-sure, ‘tis i, and that’s groovy.
To the Christians of the congregation of The Last Archetype Church of Whereverthefuck, United States – Heidi-ho, high and low – concerning things which concern me, surely for sure, matters that matter.
Praise goodness, or God; we’re blessed to be alive; oh boy am i blessed; bless-ed are the meek; God bless or Gesundheit, drink plenty of fluids. Amen.
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