Child of Time
Voice of reason
I was out last night, drank a bottle of wine, a beer, a cider and some whiskey, and as usual I haven't seen the slightest trace of a hangover.  I'm feeling so good that it's almost insolent.
 I'm feeling so good that it's almost insolent.
				
			 I'm feeling so good that it's almost insolent.
 I'm feeling so good that it's almost insolent. 
	 
	 
 
		 
 
		
 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
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