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A space online that will, with time, hold mostly thoughts and odes of mine.
Some with ease, may not be pleased,
Some will wonder, what spell I'm under.
To think such things and say out-loud,
What some may think Most don't allow.
So I implore, you to ignore, if what I think, you don't adore.
I'm nothing special.
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