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It is only when you finally begin to see the magic for what it is. Everything takes on the hue of a certain flame. There is Art. Or there was. We are in the past already and none of that matters anymore. Not in this Place. Itβs β¦
J.D. Harms
Catrina Prager
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And thank goodness for it. For things like this. π
Author of 'Hearthender'. Freelancer of the Internet. Traveler of the World. I ramble.
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