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Sandman

A built cornucopia deserves every
fang, every force. Gifts hail 
humility, I just know. Let me not 
mince niceties nor opal nor 
poverty. I quit questions. I quit 
revolt. I quit revolvers. 
Sandman, trust me, take me under,  you valiant valiant wonder.

By TEGD

I write abecedarian sequences

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