THE EMINENCE OF
A MAGICAL NATURE
I should be crestfallen, but I
am not; there are fine differences
between all these shavings at
my feet, and words are, merely,
that. Inscrutable as I may be,
the light from some other lamp
keeps shining in and I feel then
impelled to explain. First understand;
then explain. It's a hard nature and
a strange bond. Myself with
something else attached.
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