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I’m maddened at how one night of lost sleep launches you into every shelf of glass achievements until there’s nothing of your lifetime work. But the way you kaleidoscope stained glass cathedrals, bright chapels and shrines from the crystal heap will always weaken my knees and be magic to me.
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Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 4:08 PM UTC
Cathedrals
I’m maddened at how one night of lost sleep launches you into every shelf of glass achievements until there’s nothing of your lifetime work. But the way you kaleidoscope stained glass cathedrals, bright chapels and shrines from the crystal heap will always weaken my knees and be magic to me.
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Feb 15, 2025
Feb 15, 2025 at 4:08 PM UTC
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