Goodnight
So many things I still wanteth to doth but nature denies me strength to overcome mine own heavy summons, the very foe of the concentration I covet to keepeth a dram longeth'r. Mine eyes' windows, ever so laden as I speaketh, beseech to rest whilst mine whole being struggles 'gainst so.
I seeketh pardon for mine English. I believeth I has't been possessed by the spirit of a person who is't once hath walked the earth 500 or so years ago. 'Tis a rather fascinating experience, I might not but sayeth. But I am so not restful anon so I wilt repose betimes. With yond being hath said, has't a valorous night.
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