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February 9, 2006


When your mind turns to me,
I rush to you at the speed of thought.
I enclose you in effulgence.
In your third and fourth hands
I place a discus and a mace.
On your head I rest a crown.
I fill you with contentment,
and shower wealth upon you.
You slice open the envelope;
your eyes scan the bill;
you write the check.


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