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Lamplighter, as much as I've missed you, it's sad to see you back under these circumstances. I mourn with you. Sometimes our dearest and stoutest friends, seemingly immune to everything, they could always take the heat and still deliver the blackest news. Coming from them, it was somehow better, we welcomed them. We would let them pour out their insides to us, and it warmed us to do so, despite their appearance. So stable, so strong, seeing them fall to pieces from an unexpected shock leaves us feeling broken.
But please don't despair, some morning Joe will come again, and you'll cup him in your hands, bring your face near, and feel that welcome warmth once again.
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Be Just and Fear Not.
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