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A Summer Rain Had Left The Night Clean And Sparkling With Drops Of Water. I Leaned Against The End Pillar Of The Gallery, My Head Touching The Soft Tendrils Of A Jasmine Which Grew There In A Constant Battle With A Wisteria, And I Thought Of What Lay Before Me Throughout The World And Throughout Time, And Resolved To Go About It Delicately And Reverently, Learning That From Each Thing Which Would Take Me Best To Another.

Don't You See? It Is A New Age. It Requires A New Evil. And I Am That New Evil.

We Breathe The Light, We Breathe The Music, We Breathe The Moment As It Passes Through Us.

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