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Apr 2014
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However much
it may pain me to confess:
I appreciate you
much much much much more
than I like you;
even so,
you oughtta be grateful
for even so much
consideration.

If our Paths ne'er crossed again,
it would be an eternity too soon.
What an inexhaustible muse
thou hath proven to be;
so much more
than I e'er could have asked.

Ne'ertheless:
*******
and the various horses
upon which thou hath arrived!
Anubis the Philosomancer
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