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and so a number appears, seven in a row, like pieces of colored glass among the ordinary pebbles on the road to lillian's. it is a connection beyond written words, past the imagination, underneath the wonder, and inside the desire. who are you really? i will be a visitor to see how muscle wraps bone and flesh becomes beauty, spreading wide my narrow hands to gather paradise. |
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