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We were looking for an admonition. Trying to find the end of the tape. Now it’s like,         all we see is a dim image. I exist based on what my environment tells me I became the guardian of a great river. I see convictionless men around me, mere mortals. We have to purge the glamour. We dance around Slowly moving figures.
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Feb 4, 2018
Feb 4, 2018 at 5:47 PM UTC
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