Musing, amused, and bemused. Ask, and all will be revealed. But beware, truth and fiction are twins, ever entwined.
If we shadows have offended,
Think but this, and all is mended,
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream.
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