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T H E Q U E S T It’s true, the horizon empties into a throat, a vibrato escaping its orbit in the form of a string Pianissimo, I want you muted in the overall chromo Begin again small wonder building notes to touch the ground, all is opening, diurnal, andante All to tell you this thing The world, also, could not be found 130 ...

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