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the aggregate awaited re-assembly...the storms of the past...tornados through the soul...had departed to the oceans...now under the wintering sky...thoughts from the future...began to fall... |
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the aggregate awaited re-assembly...the storms of the past...tornados through the soul...had departed to the oceans...now under the wintering sky...thoughts from the future...began to fall... |
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