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Friends! Students! Guardians! Lend me your eyes! Your eyes, and perhaps a bit of your ears as well. I come to exhalt our language, not to bury it. Here within this site thou will findst much of what is worthy about the classes we share, but little of their deficiencies. Explore, explore, I implore you! Use what thou willst and leave the rest of thy will for the stinking rabble. Though they may talk like men, they read with eyes as small as cockrel's stones, to match their brains. Not like thine, or mine.  Our eyes are as stars, to better know the night.

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