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...and there is no sunnot then and never againgloss nativitydesirable perfume of lightflavourless silencethe beauty of the gist...but what is the gistnothing or everythingembeded in lies about the real sense of lifethe poise between the beginning and the end...but this is the last danceescape from this thorn undyingenrich me please in my truththe slumber in enchantmentdeify the breath, my only passion...but there is no sunno gesture no gistonly me, only freedom, only life
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