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Dark and complex as your Quill tends to profusely bleed but the is born of the innerwirkings of a most creative Minds eye... Most mercurial you still be after all these years behind us... Behind old thoughts... Before the best to come... judgement hath no poetic justice, Satish...thus, we see our seeds with dragons teeth and God's good promise of all that's ripe in His Ever Garden, where I must believe that poetry doth exist.