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    Fill in the blanks here, if you would oblige my whimsy?

    Cast about the rhyme and rhythm, Bundled up phrases, tie knots then contemplate. Start your sweeping trails through 'isms. Hours of quiet echoes for every mistake. Left alone in a search of message With no clue and only one brain Submission of your melancholy long vestige With hopes your labors...
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