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As sprang that yellow star from downy hours
Up rose the maiden from her shrine of flowers.
~Edgar Allan Poe

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Shrinkage, shminkage. I've seen everything.

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Twas a fantasy all aglow with sunshine
Whence I journeyed upon an enchanted wood; nestled in a glade of elven shrine.

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