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A splash of sunlight takes off. The white water in the river, the nature of water and air. Strange Magic. Dive in, burning spider song! Flighty songbird, complex yet entrancing -- mining ecstasy and stone cold grief. The stars flock -- an estro-generation -- spreads her wings in overbaked vanity. |
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