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what_is_the_most_poetic_letter
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andru235
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i vote `G`
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051228
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Master X
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Yes, it is definetly time. They will be glad to be rid of him, and I will be glad to regain him.
Oh, and I vote `Y`.
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051228
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laurah
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I
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051229
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the e talking
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e
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060110
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z
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s for sibilance
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060110
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jane
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L
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060110
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superleni
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Master X, however is a dastardly coward devoid of poetry. Bring andu235 back, you fiend.
If you can. I bet you can't. You're no real master. A more appropriate title for you would be Measly X.
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060127
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nom
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O
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060128
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Thats Right I Said "H"
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Thought Andru235 went willingly? "H"
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060128
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superleni
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andru235 had collapsed, exhausted, and Master X triumphed in andru235's_final_blathe, after a chase and struggle which began at intercolumniation and continued across the alleys, avenues and corridors of blather.
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060128
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somebody
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that master_x! what a big bully! i do like y however
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060128
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sirflaccid
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L
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060128
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yart
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s i like s.. but then again I am far from a poet , nor do I really like poetry or poems
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060129
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megan
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L
has most definitely won
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060130
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camille
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r..... for rumi
LOOKING FOR YOUR FACE
From the beginning of my life
I have been looking for your face
but today I have seen it
Today I have seen
the charm, the beauty,
the unfathomable grace
of the face that I was looking for
Today I have found you
and those who laughed
and scorned me yesterday
are sorry that they were not looking
as I did
I am bewildered by the magnificence
of your beauty
and wish to see you
with a hundred eyes
My heart has burned with passion
and has searched forever
for this wondrous beauty
that I now behold
I am ashamed
to call this love human
and afraid of God
to call it divine
Your fragrant breath
like the morning breeze
has come to the stillness of the garden
You have breathed new life into me
I have become your sunshine
and also your shadow
My soul is screaming in ecstacy
Every fiber of my being
is in love with you
Your efflugence
has lit a fire in my heart
for me the earth and sky
My arrow of love
has arrived at the target
I am in the house of mercy
and my heart
is a place of prayer
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060131
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misstree
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give_me_an_r
or an s.
or both.
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060131
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Rilke
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We have no reason to mistrust our world, for it is not against us. Has it terrors, they are our terrors; has it abysses, those abysses belong to us; are dangers at hand, we must try to love them. And if only we arrange our life according to that principle which counsels us that we must always hold to the difficult, then that which now still seems to us the most alien will become what we most trust and find most faithful. How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesses; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest being something helpless that wants help from us.
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060224
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Speaking on behalf of Rilke
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I think what Rilke is saying is that his/her favorite letter is "F".
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060224
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not c
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not "c" no offenes
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