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SAMPLE:
Dear Morpheus,
Long ago my mother got stardust in her eye; my father
removed it with tweezers.
I was burgled, I was bungled, I was born.
How can I know what to say when you've written my lines
in lime juice and stardust on the bleached sheet?
Let's just admit it-we're all guilty in our every portal
of clandestine stardust-related program activities.
What was it my grandmother said to make me slap her
by accident?
Dust to galactic dust. Milky ash to spiral swirlaway.
However, therefore, nonetheless. Otherwise, finally,
because. Consequently, on the other hand, thus.
Despite everything going on right now, in the interstellar
hush.
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