In my eyes he matches the gods, that man who
sits there facing you--any man whatever--
listening from closeby to the sweetness of your
voice as you talk, the
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I am greener than the grass is and appear to myself to be little short of dying. Fantastic sentiments projected in an equally fantastic manner.