a study toward sonnet #634 by FisherKingKQJ

To batten down misfortune is to reinforce
The said bad luck; and to live on disease
Is to stockpile sickness into reigning source;
Love's karma cannot please or displease.
Apart feet, arms outcrooked in baffled pleas
At shoulder height, palms balancing the skies,
I feel a white lighball my optic cord now seize
And radiant healing light toward you flies.
I feel now white darts of minuscule size
Flow down my neck, my elbows, out my palms
Swirl round you, caress pain in your eyes,
Spin photokinetic white cloaks and balms.
My love, that your pain unspoken vanish,
I think your eyes free of blurry varnish.

(Chorus)
My love, that your pain unspoken vanish. SPADES
My love, that your pain unspoken disappear. CLUBS
My love, that your pain unspoken end. DIAMONDS

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{Time to compose: 50 minutes}

a study toward sonnet #633 by FisherKingKQJ

I'm wiggled this way then also tugged that,
Then buzzed by crowded bestial magnetism-
Exists no fellow whom I'd turn down flat
Based on good grooming and athleticism.
Love now drums to me its dual catechism:
Do I find someone new or stick to grovel?
True love doesn't turn on a mannerism,
Prefers new bud to gimmick that's novel.
Should we share in a house or a hovel?
Love voids a large lease for a small freehold,
Tranches digs with either spade or shovel,
Can't be loud combatted nor soft cajoled.
Am I wide eyed dreamer disposed to shocks?
Are these just lovers' tour of duty knocks?

(Chorus)
Am I wide eyed dreamer disposed to shocks? SPADES
Am I wide eyed dreamer disposed to jolts? CLUBS
Am I wide eyed dreamed disposed to whammies? DIAMONDS

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{Time to compose: 40 minutes.}

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a study toward sonnet #632 by FisherKingKQJ

I've got the street poet's wild gift of the gab,
The wrinkle free face and searching mind,
So why not put my phone sex calls on the tab
Of my landlady motherly and kind?
She picked me out when I was in a bind
In overnight shelters else sleeping rough,
I wasn't the bloke to loot biddies blind-
You can't clip price tags on pillow talk stuff.
New sex phone worker Jo might call my bluff
And turn up buxom naked on our doorstep-
She's raunchy and yet polished in the buff?
Girls don't care if it's lovemaking or prep.
I got some periodic detention for that pap-
All square now, for nonwanking a wrist slap.

(Chorus)
I got some periodic detention for that pap. SPADES
I got some periodic detention for that gunk. CLUBS
I got some periodic detention for that mush. DIAMONDS

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{time to compose: 48 minutes.}

a study toward sonnet #631 by FisherKingKQJ

My chakra is ruled by great Bahai'ullah,
Great British Royalty, god bless their souls,
A toast to my souvenir mug, hurrah!
Republicans, taste the treads of my soles!
On caryard and insurance hush payrolls,
I case and spy that local tinny house
While pocketing butts on my daily strolls,
As constable Suzy's paid nark and dowse.
I love her pony tail and my dream allows
Me thoughts of her half naked in a barrette-
She's got Lucy's full lips and vague kowtows,
Handcuffs on her bum to tease and abet.
My Lucy sang pro, cracked it, was blithe bi,
Our rent arrears just screeched a byebye.

(Chorus)
My Lucy sang pro, cracked it, was blithe bi. SPADES
My Lucy sang pro, cracked it, was blithe duo. CLUBS
My Lucy sang pro, cracked it, was blithe twosome. DIAMONDS

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[Time to compose love sonnet: 65 minutes]

a study toward sonnet #630 by FisherKingKQJ

I sip a frappe - the chill hurts my teeth-
Knife out the pesto, feta round smoked ham
On whole grain toast as an arty wreath
And count off any bypassing twin pram.
The salon next door is downbeat yet glam,
The senior hairstylist ironcurling grey locks,
White on gray himself, of tight, spindly gam,
Pretences pointing up, and dispensing mocks.
An apprentice toys with tints, pestles, crocks,
Girls brush past in deluxe pastel swirls,
In half up-half down, oneside, highlight flocks,
In peekaboo bangs, squads and tendril twirls.
One hundred small loves sum one love profound,
It's gourmet shallow that I here propound.

(Chorus)
One hundred small loves sum one love profound. SPADES
One hundred small loves sum one love abstruse. CLUBS
One hundred small loves sum one love deep. DIAMONDS

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{time to compose: 1 hour 55 minutes. I had a lot of problems with furniture and architecture in the first stanza, but it came right.]

a study toward sonnet #629 by FisherKingKQJ

These are my open secrets and not so
Closed secrets as to making that girl care,
And so doing that which I want her to do,
And so saying that which I want to hear.
A first date, I'll sensually pull her near,
But her long tender thighs don't get a feel,
I feign a lack of interest to fan a fear,
Just watch her skirt back even further peel.
I'll lean across her just short of a squeal
As she leans eyes closed on her doorstep...
And into the night I'll slink and steal,
Denying her goodnight kisses after pep.
I keep my bitch enamoured and stressing,
Love her pouting angelic face guessing.

(Chorus)
I keep my bitch enamoured and stressing. SPADES
I keep my bitch enamoured and jittering. CLUBS
I keep my bitch enamoured and nailbiting. DIAMONDS

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{time to compose: 57 minutes. The closing couplet is written in trochaic pentameter to keep the line syllable count at 10. The common way to deal with a feminine two syllable rhyme is to make the line syllable count 11, but in my book that is a cheat because it solves one problem by installing another problem. Apart from trochaic, the other legit way to solve the problem of a two syllable rhyme is to keep the iambic and then turn the 7th and 8th syllables into double jointed gristle, "and so" "such as" "that then" etc.}

a study toward sonnet #628 by FisherKingKQJ

You're very pretty, quite correct to think
That any place boys want to french kiss you;
I'm not about to reccommend a shrink-
Being mesmerised by grey smoke that you blew.
Though pretty you're only one of a slew
Which six degrees of separation states,
You're typeset dime-a-dozen in the queue
Including green hotpants and in-line skates.
Ex-smoker myself, I think tobacco grates-
I've done the curled and cold foetal turkey,
Release found in accidental yoga gates,
I'm some perspire and squirm guru turnkey.
As you look down your nose on the fire escape,
I meditate your nose wrinkles fine as crepe.

(Chorus)
As you look down your nose on the fire escape. SPADES
As you look down your nose on the fire avoid. CLUBS
As you look down your nose on the fire dodge. DIAMONDS

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{time to compose: 55 minutes.}

Dear Diary,
Fingers crossed for the new mob blogging feature. Ready to go - six camphone photos of an animated automated teller machine interface of Toggle Bear taken at 60 degree angles for a sum of 360 degrees. Some of the Stuffed Animals keep dumb pets further down the food chain.
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a study toward sonnet #627 by FisherKingKQJ

The shuddering lurch of the pleasure yacht
Was not aimed at me, I quickly deduced,
I'd struck an uncontested parting shot,
But I collapsed all the same, all the deuced.
As I rolled through the hatch a glaring sluice
Of baffled sheetlightning forced me to squint;
Three waterspouts by Neptune now set loose
Now wobbled, and slinked at my captain's glint.
His eyes touched my breasts, microscoped a hint
Outlined by the flimsy silk dressing gown,
His hands on that wheel still solid as flint,
The hair on my neck stood up against its down.
Knives and forks floated round us on static,
The liplock was dry, then crackling ecstatic.

(Chorus)
The liplock was dry, then crackling ecstatic. SPADES
The liplock was dry, then crackling delirious. CLUBS
The liplock was dry, then crackling fervid. DIAMONDS

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{time to compose: 50 minutes}

a study toward sonnet #626 by FisherKingKQJ

Arm in arm like chinese girls quite meek,
Where our confidences were often capped
By kisses on the cherry blossom cheek,
In roman wintergarden love was mapped.
But you're a judas sheep, the image apt,
You kick your heels in the air and gambol;
True friend, I won't pretend I'm at all rapt,
Discount judas kisses for your gamble.
My sense of betrayal puts me in a scramble...
At twenty you got rid of your girlhood
With our fun man friend as light preamble,
And slept round as a lark for once and good.
Insofar as you're sold out short and cheap,
I wait for the One, no bulk discount creep.

(Chorus)
Insofar as you sold out short and cheap. SPADES
Insofar as you sold out short and bargain. CLUBS
Insofar as you sold out short and economy. DIAMONDS

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{time to write love sonnet was 35 minutes.}

a study toward sonnet #625 by FisherKingKQJ

To my man friend I've given tiny thought,
He's my trustworthy imperial yardstick
Or pacesetter though often we've madly fought;
We've backed each other through thin and thick.
My opinions I don't have to change a lick
Or qualify or excuse when I debate with him,
He's so contrary I'm sure he'll never nick
My ideas or twist them, he's smirking grim.
Man friend's proportional of head and limb
His passion for butterflies from Zanzibar
Is our bond, other men handsome and slim
Aren't into it, leave me feeling bizarre.
To be entangled so I'm somewhat loathe
He gives me butterflies closed, open, both.

(Chorus)
He gives me butterflies closed, open, both. SPADES
He gives me butterflies closed, open, pair. CLUBS
He gives me butterflies closed, open, twosome. DIAMONDS

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{time taken to compose love sonnet= 50 minutes}

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beta for 3d interactive animation and automatic teller animated interface.

Stuffed Animals
anyway you look at it, these animals are stuffed, cracked, munted.

Starring the following automatic tellers in no particular order:

Codger, the koala
Penny, the panda
Ketchup Bear, the hypochondriac
Biggles Bear, the bomber pilot

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a study toward sonnet #624 by FisherKingKQJ

The end of us my thoughts do presage
And telepathic is my personal address
To you as an ultimatum message,
But I shall miss your soft, scratchy caress.
Though popular, you're too tough to access,
There's as many love you as others hate,
Remainders say ave and pax with largesse,
Yourself quick to judge and eliminate.
On your cell phone you openly berate
And so compound bad will in public lifts
And libraries, small brasseries aerate,
Imply bystander assent to your drifts.
It's hard to break into your bubbly voice
I leave you that thought as ethereal choice.

(Chorus)
It's hard to break into your bubbly voice. SPADES
It's hard to break into your bubbly enunciation. CLUBS
It's hard to break into your bubbly utterance. DIAMONDS

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{time to write sonnet: 44 minutes.}

a study toward sonnet #623 by FisherKingKQJ

She was poured out of her string bikini
Like some 3d fax of some china doll,
And I felt high and dry teenyweeny
A poison paralysed bug eyed stuffed troll.
Down my botox brow sweat began to roll
Cool water paid tribute to her plump breasts
And deep cleavage gathering in the boll
Of sternum in grave zigzag jerking quests.
Her nasal, gurgling, bleating corny jests
Awoke the sharp cat and cat o nine tails
Man stealing minxes were the worst of pests
I yanked her pony tail to her feeble wails.
Off some MichaelAngelo gurgling corpse,
Her stilted cleft and nipples are mind warps.

(Chorus)
Her stilted cleft and nipples are mind warps. SPADES
Her stilted cleft and nipples are mind flexes. CLUBS
Her stilted cleft and nipples are mind twists. DIAMONDS

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{This love sonnet took 45 minutes to write.}

a study toward sonnet #622 by FisherKingKQJ

I'd chartered a deep glass bottomed junk boat
With hanging paper lanterns and lit candles
For nurse Liz and I in a warm greatcoat,
Sandals plastic wore I, she wore rubber jandals.
In one of those work and pleasure scandals,
The glass bottom inked to snitch looking glass
Reflecting my bottom feeder manhandles
I tweaked her tits and arse, she pinched my ass.
I loved psych nurse Liz, as a ten she'd pass-
And baby hammerheads and baby great whites
And baby pilchards leapt aboard en masse-
I slammed a softball bat at their small bites.
Nurse Liz clapped to my lips a sipper cup
Then I, brave schizophrene, french kissed all up.

(Chorus)
Nurse Liz clapped to my lips a sipper cup. SPADES
Nurse Liz clapped to my lips a sipper goblet. CLUBS
Nurse Liz clapped to my lips a sipper tumbler. DIAMONDS

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{I plead sanity - this sonnet took 50 minutes to write and is based on a schizophrenic former flatmate.}

a study toward sonnet #621 by FisherKingKQJ

The sun has sidled now in the house of love
I've blinked at it's white disc the winter long
Through stickout box windows above the stove-
Maybe the hanging pots need a tong gong.
In my fave autumn season things went wrong
My popularity bruised through that slur
About some cabbage, some foils and a bong
Not lies precisely, more the catching bur.
But there is one way he does make me purr
My kindness is valued even as estranged
He sees me in good light not garish blur
As someone kind who often gets short changed.
A blackbird dies, it toes at first sun ore
It's soul flies down to our earth's solar core.

(Chorus)
It's soul flies down to our earth's solar core. SPADES
It's soul flies down to our earth's solar essence. CLUBS
It's soul flies down to our earth's solar pith. DIAMONDS

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{This sonnet took 65 minutes to write. The closing couplet was lying around for a few decades.}

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a study toward sonnet #620 by FisherKingKQJ

Into infants I used to slide my square inch
The severeness of the sentence was a struggle
For me to understand, but now I flinch,
Reformed: student girls I like to snuggle.
Through dormitaries windows I smuggle
Hot water bottles, thermal underpants,
And as their hetero bedsheets straggle,
I cuddle them in dormant circumstance.
The previous girl woke, a-rattled her glance
And mistook me for a boozed frat boy prank
I swear blue that for me she had the ants-
She shoo'd me out the window with a yank.
I'm ashamed of what I did to kiddies,
I swear off invalids and hunchback biddies.

(Chorus)
I'm ashamed of what I did to kiddies. SPADES
I'm ashamed of what I did to infants. CLUBS
I'm ashamed of what I did to toddlers. DIAMONDS

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{This sonnet took 18 minutes to write...but a year to come to the boil.]

a study toward sonnet #619 by FisherKingKQJ

I was spoilt rubbish, she was spoilt trash,
They said we were a perfect putrid pair,
They passed around the stetson hat for cash,
For one-way tickets to make us disappear.
We put our trust in Athens in Greco Air,
The plane aimed past a lump at this wee dot,
At Labourites pulling votes anywhere
Excellent that we'd flunked tittle and jot.
Big government freebies there were snot,
Big government freebies here were great,
The lazy should decide the pasture rot,
So dig a hole, fill a hole, obfuscate.
I'm senile, glasses and teeth in a jar-
On my son's birthday I bought me a car.

(Chorus)
I'm senile, glasses and teeth in a jar. SPADES
I'm senile, glasses and teeth in a bottle. CLUBS
I'm senile, glasses and teeth in a vase. DIAMONDS

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{This sonnet took twenty minutes to write. It was meant to be #37 so it took a long time to come to the boil.}

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The aim is to write 1000 sonnets, but 2000 is quite feasible, keeping in mind the previous world record for love sonnets was 317 by Petrarch in the fourteenth century.

These posted photos are still not quite right. Third time lucky, later today?

a study toward sonnet #618 by FisherKingKQJ

You can't believe I'm so in love with you
Or that I could love you for your errata
And weaknesses; midemeanours accrue
In heaps till grossed a sole crime in data.
My dry joints click the pain of Siddartha,
I've kept tabs, believe me, I've kept store;
It's commonsense, not mystic stigmata
Against the day I lump a minus score.
Add to your self-confessed stuff ups galore:
You skipped a bottom step onto a crate,
You took my sister for a meddling whore,
You plonked into algebra today's date.
I'm no con-clown, and you're no felon-fool,
In love, give and take is the golden rule.

(Chorus)
I'm no con-clown, and you're no felon-fool. SPADES
I'm no con-clown, and you're no felon-buffoon. CLUBS
I'm no con-clown, and you're no felon-jester. DIAMONDS

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Clubs

"Mister, you don't know the meaning of ache."

Diamonds

"Mister, you don't know the meaning of hurt."

"Mister, you don't know the meaning of pain." SPADES

"3D Movie" is the wrong still frame. Oops. It should be "Spades" of course. But you can see the tower of Babel, already?
DIAMONDS
CLUBS
SPADES
or,
abacadab ab raj
ebeced eb rex
ubucud ub rul

Diamonds

Clubs

THREE D MOVIE

a study toward sonnet #617 by FisherKingKQJ

Swayed lusciously louche, tiny decal-like
Snake tattoo on her shin an afterthought-
Into my belief system she drove a spike-
She was too pretty, a visual onslaught.
By twinges of guilt I felt underwrought,
My partner well used up to a point;
He said that I attention crudely sought
From her man, our japes was out of joint.
As we had danced, I'd tried not to annoint
The object of my lust, out crinkled sides
Of my eyes, soulmate book and appoint-
My blatant naivete and high cunning guides.
Could I deny him a straight partner swap?
Was it a waxworks jig in this closed shop?

(Chorus)
Could I deny him a straight partner swap? SPADES
Could I deny him a straight partner exchange? CLUBS
Could I deny him a straight partner trade? DIAMONDS

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Pantyliners

"There's nothing wrong with my waterworks", sighed Codger Bear. "I'm going to expose Penny Panda as the lying raccoon she really is"

a study toward sonnet #616 byFisherKingKQJ

Rosebud, I'm telling straight from experience
Brazilian wax is this contentious tort,
It's hygiene attribute plain rash cod science,
A monumental waste of your effort.
A pleasing sycophant, I felt out of sort,
And by my then boyfriend I was still dropped;
Prepubescent, naked, in bas-relief my port-
It's society's demands which should be cropped.
By your own beauty let yourself be propped,
Your great mind, huge bravado, vast willpower
Are what are needed to be oiled and stropped,
So let the moustache, the shins hairy flower.
Rosebud, my love has a tufted bald spot,
I've got monobrow, we're cool with our lot.

(Chorus)
Rosebud, my love has a tufted bald spot. SPADES
Rosebud, my love has a tufted bald area. CLUBS
Rosebud, my love has a tufted bald patch. DIAMONDS

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Movies

Movie star

ATM interface

I hope you've enjoyed my interactive movie so far.
- Do you want to deposit a still frame?
- Do you want to withdraw a still frame?
- Do you want to buy a still frame?
- May I have your autograph to confirm the transaction?

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a study toward sonnet #615 by FisherKingKQJ

You were my first love, top of the checklist-
But many, any times we've parted ways,
I'm one revolving door from cease and desist-
Undying love for you craziness betrays.
Instead of black and whites, it's myriad greys
When you confess, and then apologise;
You set a dinner date which I appraise-
You're late: I pretend that I'm none the wise.
You hide behind cheap tarts, booze ups with guys,
Your eyelashes are long, eyelids downcast,
Your lack of feeling your own heart denies
There's too much of me for our love to last.
Girl chaser or girl chasee on your part,
We're in the chamber for a brand new start.

(Chorus)
Girl chaser or girl chasee on your part. SPADES
Girl chaser or girl chasee on your region. CLUBS
Girl chaser or girl chasee on your section. DIAMONDS

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a study toward sonnet #614 by FisherKingKQJ

She must've picked some not so secret signs
How I'm in love with her; and I smile where
She tells no joke, when one flick her hair aligns
Back over her shoulder, looped round an ear.
So ready to please, always in arrear,
Always scrambling open for her car doors;
Demeaning critique I always forbear,
Pursue with her tart parents her sweet source.
Pink is her favourite tone but of course-
We swap notes, her jots kind and mine in kind,
I laugh inside, outside stop short of applause
At her flick chicks, her sentimental mind.
My better half tempts me beyond reason-
She's all day breakfast always in season.

(Chorus)
My better half tempts me beyond reason. SPADES
My better half tempts me beyond intellect. CLUBS
My better half tempts me beyond judgement. DIAMONDS

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a study toward sonnet #613 by FisherKingKQJ

He was a tall, bowlegged brush salesman who
Was gruntled to be disco dancing close
To me in the gang in the throng and not woo,
Perhaps he was one of those whom time chose.
He was a pitcher, podgy, albino, in semi-pros,
Whose catchall line was hello sexy mamas,
Half mocking he'd tick off rosebuds in rows,
Our one way escapade the Bahamas.
I shushed them both, not liking big dramas,
Disliking human weakness, implicit frailty-
Booze superheated us to ghost plasmas-
They slapped my arse, I grabbed crotch as realty.
They turned out drinking buddies if not pals-
But past four gin and tonics, my leyline palls.

(Chorus)
They turned out drinking buddies if not pals. SPADES
They turned out drinking buddies if not amigos. CLUBS
They turned out drinking buddies if not chums. DIAMONDS

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a study toward sonnet #612 by FisherKingKQJ

Her hourglass figure had been slow drip-fed
Into the leather red and white catsuit;
My panoramic, weary eyes were led
Into her crisscross sportsbra cleavage flute.
Her tight red ringlets were red to the root,
Contrived and fanned out, on her shoulders slung;
She pushed off bangs with a dismissive hoot,
She looked disdainful, the which might've stung.
From her eyes two blue steely knives were flung
Into the back of his thick, well-groomed skull,
And catching me catching her, her tongue
She poked at me, my testimony to annul.
I could play masochist for this good looker,
This nightclub turned puffs of pressure cooker.

(Chorus)
I could play masochist for this good looker. SPADES
I could play masochist for this good sighter. CLUBS
I could play masochist for this good visioner. DIAMONDS

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a study toward sonnet #611 by FisherKingKQJ

I was enraged by her uncalled for claim;
Petite, this slinky figurine-like blonde minx
And her upturned pixie beak meant to maim-
Her words requisite for her own hijinks.
She drew me with eyecandy girl talk links,
Liquid sympathy in her eyes probate-
She said that we girls were gluttons for stinks,
He was this treacherous and painful strait.
I scowled at her defiantly square and straight-
She parried with a highbrowed dark beauty
Who was good at punching above her weight-
She'd rip close, this undercutting cutie.
He would hug this woozy floozy with bliss-
I, drop dead dreamer, would the canvas kiss.

(Chorus)
He would hug this woozy floozy with bliss. SPADES
He would hug this woozy floozy with delight. CLUBS
He would hug this woozy floozy with ecstasy. DIAMONDS

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