The Yes word.
I really do not
give a flying yesword
as to what there is to do
that is considered right.
If I give it
it means only one thing:
You can have it all.
No half-assed stuff,
ever.
If you can say the word
the world will have
ceased to be a problem.
Or, who could give a
flying Yesword.
You are NOT replacable.
Not remotely.
Not any other way.
Clones
are coming.
None to this
address, please.
YOU.
It is you or nothing.
Not to worry if
it ain't doable....
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