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Precipice I am overwhelmed at possibilities. I do not know precisely what I am getting ready to do, but I am definitely on the edge of something. It feels strange; I am more inclined to weep than to laugh, but they would be tears of a mixture of fear and joy. For now, I must simply say what I thought as I walked to the office this morning: Seek your joy and distribute it widely unto others. More details later; there are reams of paper sitting around here with my spiderwebs traced across them. r
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