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| I TURN AROUND. MY HEAD IS OVERWHELMING WITH THOUGHTS. THE SUN IS STILL SHINING, JUST LIKE IT DID BEFORE. BUT THE BEAMS ARE SAYING SOMETHING ELSE. REALITY. REALITY OF A KIND WE ALWAYS BEEN ABLE TO SEE. | ||||||||||||||||||
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