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Before gods cast images in the heavens - set to reign throughout the simmering silence - they pondered over the cistern of this flesh from the mystical granary of the stars. The superinduction of the centuries has woven its promises of secret heat, born to veins of scalding, limbic lightening… So why hold me to the fire for the depth of these hauntings in our relentless ascent?
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