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I chain. I saw. I conquered.

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now I can't see the forest for the firewood such fine lumber to befell before me (which tree to chop? which limb to lop?) I fix my gaze upon the trees and ask for a moment of clarity alas a decision then with each incision: abdominals bracing pulse a'racing timbers... read more about I chain. I saw. I conquered..

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