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Disappointment Evolved

He read history, and wanted to change it, joined it, and changed nothing. And then he dreamed he took command. The skies might open, doubt would disappear, a silent score could sing. Technology, however, never could compete; there was no measurement to lay the bounds, no need to charter aid for that was an implicit realm someone somewhere sometime might understand. His history is now. ~

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