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Doth my ears deceive me? Chatter amongst the peasants about roleplaying, but none hath yet to contact Him? How appalling.
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"The rose is red, the violet's blue, The honey's sweet, and so are you. Thou art my love and I am thine; I drew thee to my Valentine: The lot was cast and then I drew, And Fortune said it shou'd be you." - The original "Roses are Red" for your enjoyment.
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I feel quite indecisive. I desire the prospect of market involving Alchemy, yet I find the amusement of being a Performer far more endearing. Who wouldn't enjoy being serenaded by Him?
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You never truly know when you've seen the last of Him. He's always there, that fragment within your soul. There is no escape.
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Oh, it seems like Cupid is all the rage this month. Perhaps we should talk about Him.
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Yes, he has arrived. Whom might you ask? Him.