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A self
a place to be each moment of every step born from labor and separation banished when we leave our father's loins expelled from our mother's wombs we dwell alone experience only ours each moment a star glistening in the existential universe where we dwell like gods creating our existence weaving the space time cloth which clothes the unfathomable nothingness from whence we come and go eternity after eternity in a celebratory procession of our selves to perfection
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