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Celestia's Renaissance

I kept turning these precognitive pages.... As one skipping about a reticent rendition; but They continued coming up blank although knowing That I was just one drop of ink away; ten thousand terms Words in her horse drawn clandestine carriage; his poetic helots Hearse from some semantics recipient read through; `ex post facto.

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