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Wow. (Wow what?) Just Wow. Too many times now. So many snaking paths arching and winding to this very door. And what're you crying for? Facing the grandest, vastest yawn, what can one say but Wow? And how. The world gives so little that eventually even the greediest must count as his greatest treasure light seen glinting in the specks of dust.
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Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 6:25 AM UTC
The Big Reveal
Wow. (Wow what?) Just Wow. Too many times now. So many snaking paths arching and winding to this very door. And what're you crying for? Facing the grandest, vastest yawn, what can one say but Wow? And how. The world gives so little that eventually even the greediest must count as his greatest treasure light seen glinting in the specks of dust.
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Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 6:25 AM UTC
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