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80 [Star] So. You’ve returned to the water of first searching searcher that you are to burn beneath our burning. What could you be wondering, crouched on the outskirts, breathing steam from a winter river? When you were first born you shuddered in the darkness, unable to stand it: the vastness— a land without rootstalk, tree stem, or rain storm, lacking reflection. You held forth in our garden of absence till it threw you downward, towards a world without light. No one knew you and the creatures drowned you with their dark displays of human love. So you became 81 like us: everywhere at once and always departing. But the river’s laughter, like winter, is holy—and you are more eternal than you think. ...


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