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December 14, 2024

Thou, who dost know what way swift words are crossed
O thou, who hast sung till none at song defeat thee,
Grant! by thy might and hers of San Michele,
Thy risen voice send flames this pentecost.

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“The mind was dreaming. The world was its dream.”

Jorge Luis Borges

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