If you hold out long enough, John, always keeping busy while you wait, your ship has to come in, love has to find you, and bugles will blare as if blown by a million angels.
You do like bugles?
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| In fact, I was actually out hewing mountains on a distant planet when you turned up, John... wearing your trademark bunny slippers. I did think that was odd, until I heard the bugles. |
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