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suffer me, that is... allow this vista to be superimposed unto your own. glean from your kind, make the necessary human inferences. that a mirroring calm awaits the storm. which will yet astonish you anew, even with all your foresight.
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Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 1:07 PM UTC
Allow This Vista
suffer me, that is... allow this vista to be superimposed unto your own. glean from your kind, make the necessary human inferences. that a mirroring calm awaits the storm. which will yet astonish you anew, even with all your foresight.
Onoma
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Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 1:07 PM UTC
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