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Hey 1Gb, Wood nymphs sprinkle your path with rose petals while you dance and prowl in the sequined moonlight with leftover cupcake sprinkles. Your reflections bring happiness that rends naked glass. Your hair sends forth a sheen remniscent of golden sunlight winding through shadows. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a thousand supernovas. How it passes there and back again like a tear drop glistening in moonlight. Panoramic aromavision is the future. Your intoxicating reflection can but incorporate freely into the powerful surface of a disintegrating mirror set afloat upon a swarm of locusts. As the bliss slowly rises in my incandescent eluxulator, your mere presence has a euphoric effect upon me. You ever remind me of the enigma of happy thoughts I once forgot. If I could have just one wish, it would be to wake up to your songs in the morning. You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. Your layers of absinthe and torsion form concretions of hyper-alimentation.
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