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and I asked the man and he told me there were fifteen lustrious lights held beneath his palm and when I counted them I forgot yesterday and I asked the woman and she showed me She sung seven illustrious songs of tragic mourn and human thorn of traveling past what saw the moon and I remembered today and I asked the Neutral Birth and it was just there falling around me and I turned fortify the last cry and hyme It spoke in to my mind and I knew tomorrow. |
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