Chapter I

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And twas it was, Cavinator1 hast fallen. His as it is, and it was quite the tragedy. The tragic of the tragedy. Maybe it may have been, else it wouldn't have. But it wasn't. Regret. Regret is felt by the man of the hour. And the day. But, as it was, it was. Or was it? No, it was. And as he dived, he clawed. And peered.

"Ah, yes." cried Cavinator1.

Cavinator1 flew into the floor at quite the velocity. And it was. Quite the tragedy. Then, he lived.

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