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...To die of air, in the thin of... whose commerce was breath. Whereby beauty swoons of itself...compressed revelation unto thee...come to...O lucid advent!
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 12:04 AM UTC
O Lucid Advent
...To die of air, in the thin of... whose commerce was breath. Whereby beauty swoons of itself...compressed revelation unto thee...come to...O lucid advent!
Onoma
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Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 12:04 AM UTC
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