I saw this at gapingvoid.com and just had to post it. You figure out why.
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"When the waves are round me breaking, As I pace the deck alone, And my eye in vain is seeking Some green leaf to rest upon; What would not I give to wander Where my old companions dwell? Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Isle of Beauty, fare thee well!" -John Milton, Paradise Lost
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