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Here In The Fold Of Our Time
The Assembly of Memory When It Returns & Disappears
You & The Sea
We Are Confined By All We Love
Lightning Flowers In Branches Carried By The Storm
Living In The Lost
The Diaspora
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Riddle Of The Glyphs In Our Temple Of This Universe
And So The Story Sets Sail Here In The Confluence Of All This Time That Will Have Been Her Life
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