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Come down, I say, instantly, or I'll make you. Papa doesn't even care, but he just goes along with whatever my Mom says. For I still love her mother. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. The twins weren’t far behind, they got put into the psych ward too.
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