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Originally Posted by growlycat
Just because I can't look you in the eye right now doesn't mean I can't see you in my peripheral vision, scratching your balls.
If I weren't seething at you it might even be funny.
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That has got to be a transference buzzkill Growly! 
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
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Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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