Let Fly Thine Breath; See The Spawn of Infinite Parallels by Beverage.

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Twenty Four hours between the innocuous rising and setting of our resolute light source protruding above the maddening pine tips. Hardly, I begin to think, hardly enough time at all to settle the fantastic conundrums I present myself with. Perhaps, just perhaps extension will become illuminated, penance from this powerful grasp of twenty four hours. Until then, I'l222222jj;;---------

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