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Run, rabbit run, red radishes ready.
Rampant rivals race-round range.
Run, rabbit run.
Rapid Rocket reaches radishes ravishing rare rewards.
Rapid Rocket rests, relaxing, relishing radish riches.
Rowdy rivals run rampant ravaging ready radishes.
Runaway Rocket. Run, rabbit run.
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Simon George
I write poetry, fiction, and non-fiction. In 2021, I published my debut book "The Truth Behind The Smile" a self-help guide for your mental health based on my personal experience with depression. Go check it out.
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