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The only thing I truly hate is the pain caused by a mundane world. Surely, occurences like these are not everyday things, but still they occur. And still, without that feeling, you never would have written this. Still, they occur on a basis regular enough to be mundane. And without these feelings, I would feel nothing of the reverse.

That is, if any of that makes one bit(or even two!) of's late, you see.