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To whom this may concern,
My adventures are innumerable, but I have decided to keep record of my most daring one. The grandest, most spontaneous adventure of my life. I cwould not be who I am today if it was not for this grand adventure. I would still be feble Bärchen, not this daring, dashing, Alpas Z. Ludic. So, tread with caution, the road to greatness is only worn in at the beginnig. To lure you in. The rest of it you must be ready to carve yourself.
May the adventures of a poet be yours,
Alpas Z. Ludic
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