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Misty Glow Strange. What is this grave glow? It seems to exist in our mutual chests, like dimly shining mist which extends somewhere afar The reason we bind our hands one another is that we want to be guided to some open place near ocean far deeper clearer brighter than the water of Lake Mashu Tranquility. Passionate lives concealed in it. Beautiful blazes. We have no alternative but to step ahead towards the brightness, somewhere far away. Light. Light of mist. Mist of light. |
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