Suimate

Game hay, made singular by ruth's monopolistic shipmate.
None in a name, confidence bans won't mend the hum or the
an. Entertainer, bent and painter, art swirls argue for unexpected
maneuvers. Enter jamb, doorway slammed into static wrecked
angles. At a toss, wonder moss climbs the south side to commune
with trees. Chessboard rice is a king's commitment and sounds are 
not at any One's mercy. That's a guarantee, straight from the 
crafty conditions of terms and renditions. 

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