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Why, Zoey. It appears the red glass of your eye has caught the green glint of the ‘ranium moon. The sweet poetry almost makes a man forget how the majyks that once filled your veins made his stomach turn. It is a good omen for illicit lovers. Could you imagine the scandal if anyone found out?? No one must ever know. 

But worry not. Your heart will pump no more of that despicable red sludge. You have been given a new heart. You can be taught the ways of the class you were always meant for. No one is beyond redemption. 

Be grateful, dear Zoey. For the first time in your meaningless life you have met a man with true compassion.

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