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i may be a lot of things, but not one of them is being so soft i have to report/ block someone throwing grade-school level insults at me.

maybe one day you'll grow up and learn to deal with hurt fee fees, but until then you're just another snowflake, snowflake.

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Oh, dear Dickrider, my deepest regrets,

For the poem that caused you such fleeting frets.

How cruel of me to pen such a slight,

Mocking your loyalty, your unwavering light.

I’m so sorry for the shade I threw,

Surely your hero-worship is noble and true.

Forgive my sharp words, my sarcastic cry,

But still, sweet fool, “Choose your steed with a careful eye.”

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