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Pray tell, friend Felix, why dost thou keep thy words to thyself, lo these many moons, and not bestow them more often upon the needy, the starving, and the ill-at-ease? Fair glimmering such as thou hast spoke are such nourishment as the fully fatted calf, or the extra-large salad, that may keep one satiated for days on end...
But, pray tell, wouldst thou offer the same fine words to one considering starting on this path devoid of both spark and flame, empty of fauna and flora essence? For 'tis truly this path that I contemplate, for a journey soon to be started.
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Save Early, Save Often Save Before, Save After
Two-Star General, Spelling Soldiers
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Give 'em a hug one more time. It might be the last.
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