We defeat and demean ourselves in delectable digital digits and discouragingly distorted dimensions, and dig deeply into the daily dumb diploma of drafted diplomacy, with our disgraceful dreaded deeds dancing, definitely and desperately, to the dwarf and dull tunes of dragging decorative desires and deadly dangerous damn dusky destinations, only to dip and dab our disappointingly deceiving dim death, and dire dignity, in the decomposing debris of deformed and dethroned defective dark deserts.
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