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let beauty never cease for when the sun expires and its burning core no longer churns when the epitaph is inscrutable and no remnants of words or sounds or love persist the everlasting emptiness of what used to be shows the truth more beautiful than ever before
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Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 4:14 PM UTC
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let beauty never cease for when the sun expires and its burning core no longer churns when the epitaph is inscrutable and no remnants of words or sounds or love persist the everlasting emptiness of what used to be shows the truth more beautiful than ever before
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Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 4:14 PM UTC
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