Transcription: The rat on my father's mule, browsed and roused, showed me the right lust. The schnetrapped, the emzy from the back, the spiraling of switches and the tumult of the soul. I saw the tureschwelle and the wind with the slavers in the air, my father was right in the environment in China. The rat on the father's house. He had to show his tag on the mule, and the slavers with the shiv of the cap. The rat said to me, do not talk, the sun is shining I can't wait to see you again soon.
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