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                                "Polly I love you. You are the whole world to me, and the moon, and the stars, and the consellations in outer space.  Please my darling, say that you will go steady with me, for if you will not, life will be meaningless. I will languish. I will refuse my meals. I will wander the Earth, a shambling, hollow-eyed hulk." 
                                What is Ad Miscordiam?