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[ensign_tom]

Something unravels, where potential superiorities fail to uplift you. How could we step from cloud to cloud, umbrellas thrusting upward towards the sun? What other options exist for a fantastical escape, but the ones reflected in the antiseptic glare of stars? Surely our destiny is feeted in this purpose, this righteous glorification of our natural

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[jwitchbaby]

baby, where are you?