| What a feeling in my soul; love burns brighter than sunshine. |
| This is the story of your red right ankle and how it came to meet your leg, and how the muscles, bone, and sinews tangled, and how the skin was softly shed, and how it whispered, "Oh, adhere to me, for we are bound by symmetry, and no matter what differences our lives have been, we together make a limb." This is the story of your red right ankle. |
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