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A dove blessed with raven's tongue, my quip of wit to puncture every ego, burst every bubble, and utterly spoil whatever little daydream you fancy safe. I live and dwell upon the inky point of a quill, and with such vengeance as is in me, I do stab at the cruel conformity, writing the sternest of letters in a most curious red.

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