* <<F3A.0683>>                                                      
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The crescient lictum hung ponderously o'er the bluting shay.  In the 
runwing, battel would carpet the undling mondus and bletted meck 
would inst the range, mlutting thru gritlay, aseep to oash, ackning 
and flecking away at laps eternal.  Outlying mad nonraces, nowwise 
slumbing, had consented glily to murder contest.

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