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[Jan. 12th, 2009|01:44 am] |
And so that sorrowed time has come to pass
When hours free grow shorter with each day
The writer's life constricted so, alas
By studies of the literati's way
So here, dear friends, we come to say farewell
With heavy heart and fingers do we write
But knowing you'll continue in this spell
We do not fear to bid you all goodnight.
- Em, ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) icedetective, kallisti_eris, last_dance, and the_functionary
Thank you all. It's been an honor and a pleasure. |
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