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O, I could sing such grandeurs and glories about you!
As for me, I give nothing to any one except I give the like carefully
to you,
I sing the songs of the glory of none, not God, sooner than I sing
the songs of the glory of you.
~ To You, Walt Whitman
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A big hug and a thank you to Hannah who kept me alive (and from running for the hills, red-faced and screeching "But I never write smut!") through writing this.
And another big hug, as always, to Julia for reading it and convincing me that it's not a great big pile of horse manure <3
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