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Welcome, dahling! The ever-so-slightly mangled English will be forgiven, and I bet you'll probably improve if you stick around.
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A SPIDER sewed at night
Without a light
Upon an arc of white.
If ruff it was of dame
Or shroud of gnome,
Himself, himself inform.
Of immortality
His strategy
Was physiognomy.
--Emily Dickinson
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