I had intended to hide here in splendid anonymity but it is not to be. I have lost my nerve and can't say tonight what it is that I really want to say. I can't say that my thoughts have rebelled against my instinct and if I had the chance tonight I would walk with a cheerful step into the flower ringed trap that at least one person would lay out for me.
I have a compulsive typing disorder, this much is clear.
I have a compulsive typing disorder, this much is clear.
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