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Revenant
Strange as it may seem, I hereby must redeem myself and start afresh - this time in bod'ly flesh, no more spectral hiding, no more fearful biding of time - space and light will henceforth be my right. With cunning sleight of hand and gestures great and grand, I will amaze, perplex my queen's loyal subjects And if I should by chance your dreary life enhance, no greater joy I need than laughter loud - agreed?
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