Salutations! This setentious and succint summary scarcely serves justice to the seraphic and sagacious me. Do away with the sceptism for this sketch is neither self-salacious nor a squib. It is simple steadfastness to facts. It is my simple sanguineness that the starchy scores of my slightly supine yet salubrious sprightliness secures no scorn or scoff. Its scud is neither scabrous nor straight-laced but rather sober. The seminal seditious sport of this spartan soul screams sensation from every spiracle. I'm not stoic or overly sentimental, but I'm not completely sane either, for if I were, I wouldn't squander and spoliate my stirring seconds shaping an alliterative sketch about me. And you
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