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Magic

I could use a little magic tonight some sorcerer to sympathize and with his kind arcane words conjure a spark so I may finally find my way to some lovely land lucent with Panglossian light after doleful decades stumbling solitary and blind in the bitterly brumal dark fearing with each step I will fall and fail to rise

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