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It (was)... So much of what I had longed for-- Unquestionably--rather plainly--what I had seen Pendulum, my sensation--the reality... Practicum, my fixation--the duality... Ovation for the transparency! Spoken heavenly, as if those seconds of life weren't-- Everything--now memory. Nebulous--those semblances, Of course, had you asked what my answer is-- Then yes, it (was)...
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 12:51 AM UTC
I Suppose Not (!)
It (was)... So much of what I had longed for-- Unquestionably--rather plainly--what I had seen Pendulum, my sensation--the reality... Practicum, my fixation--the duality... Ovation for the transparency! Spoken heavenly, as if those seconds of life weren't-- Everything--now memory. Nebulous--those semblances, Of course, had you asked what my answer is-- Then yes, it (was)...
What a privilege it is, indeed.
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Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 12:51 AM UTC
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