May well have gotten the picture. Repugnant?
Not really. In a sense I'm relieved. Bizarre.
Milady's got a husband. Guessing game over.
I come out of it smelling like roses. Drop it.
When at Meeting tomorrow (even now) I'll
bear in mind the love I had in my heart.All so arcane and privy, the matters therein;
nothing to do but another coup. No sweat.
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