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| Dearest Jennifer,
I’d like to take some time today
to recall our journey through the Spiral
and friends we met along the way!
Through Mooshu’s green fields
and the cold claws of Dragonspyre,
to the gates of Darkmoor, where we did prove
that great struggle takes us higher;
When we wrestled with
the rustling sands of time, answered the
Professor’s call to arms,
or when we stormed through
Winterbane, sure that we would not fall
(though, of course, we trembled);
Of course, I still recall
the dragging hours of training pets
and those times your plants and mine flew away,
once felled by some pernicious pests,
And yes, I recall
the days in which we forgot our wits, and
could not recoup our losses, or when we
soared too high and forgot to land
and splat!, we were in the Commons...
But this world is ours
to have and to hold, and no this
great friendship of ours will
never get old, for
I would face this realm and the next
to stand beside you.
My dear Jennifer, you’re the best!
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