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None of it seemed very real, but I suppose that’s the trouble with history. It’s the one thing we have to make up for ourselves.

Thought:

“

I looked and saw a sea
roofed over with rainbows,
In the midst of each
two lovers met and departed;
Then the sky was full of faces
with gold glories behind them.

“

Ezra Pound

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