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Before the Mirror

Why can’t I understand?That reflection before me.It’s not half as grandas a soul less the body. I reach out and touchthe coldest one.So small so…

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A Part’s Whole

A part’s greater than the wholeand stronger than ever dreamed.The known something we can hold.Reality crossed not seemed. Too much order goes the god.Law’s the…

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