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Rh Said he: "Whenever your wondering eyes Look out on the glory of earth and skies, Shall you, 'mid the blessing of fields a-bloom. Fling blame at the blind man, prisoned in gloom?'

So Joi had a son, and his name was Sym; Far from the ken of the great King Splosh. And small was the Glugs' regard of him. Mooning along in the streets of Gosh. But many a creature by field and ford Shared in the schooling of that strange boy, Dreaming and planning to gather and hoard Knowledge of all things precious to Joi.