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A small intuitive feeling sits steadily in the bottom of that endless pit, awaiting to rise but as of the moment it is sitting still until the moment. And what is the right moment? I think it is when...
I was born in the heart of a cave near the top of a mountain in a far distant land. When I awoke I was covered in red and did not utter a scream; my belly was full. Searching around the dark, my eyes...
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