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I love you.
…particularly on days that end in “y”
beyond big bang expansion
and past black hole contraction
…In the depth and breadth of each moment that is ever being woven into the tapestry that is time, my love for you is a continuous thread…
On this Sunday
Far from you
Alone, but for my own divergent narrators
I LOVE YOU
always
Voila! In view humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the “vox populi” now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin, van guarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous.
Verily this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it’s my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V.
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