GridcosmLevel 944 of 4696
Started on Dec 28, 2001.
Completed on Dec 31, 2001.
Grid poemAll's quiet and the rubble rollte into the store of a post fair temple. Jack's lack of footspeed left him down from up the hill with Jill. Fanned the wish in the well, black and blundered and the fish just sat back and wondered if he could be bluffing about his handjive wag bet coy id nose grabbing shows Odin's eye; god bless everyone, especially Tiny Tim +
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