Hey, if there are cookies involved, there are a lot of us poor, lonely souls "lost" in this world in need of a somebody-cares gesture.

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Things fall apart, the center cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

--Lines 2-6, "The Second Coming" by Wm. Butler Yeats