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It seemed she’d outsmarted madness, then one twilight she disrobed to greet the Lord— as a favor to me, she did not look into His ravening face. But...
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I see myself seeing. I hear myself hearing. I feel myself feeling. Why? To see sounds. To feel smells. To hear feelings. To taste sight.