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It blows strong and weak
It fills my Lungs, the Prana
Without, I Am not
About the Creator
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“During the Metal Age, humans took photographs of everything beautiful, which was everything, yet machines did not even wear shoes. The Fauxna thought of a better way. They colored all of the light rose, for a corrupted source cannot be verified.” - Origin Parable, 011
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