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What is this? This irritating need to take words and forge them together. This itch to create meaning and breath new life into these things that have been being redefined for milennia. Go and sit upon the sharp end of a thumbtack and you will know the feeling of which I write. It matters not whether I have the foggiest idea in my mind of what, exactly, it is I am trying to convey. Were the idea already complete there would be no need for my mind's minstrel to make these meager meals out of words.
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