Timewarps unfulfilled

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The gentle night storms in, in exile, clouds aplomb, thick with meaning
Timewarps untold, unfulfilled,
and yet visceral, essential, aristocracy arose
And shadows of bodies in shades of red
And endless reconciliation, rupture, rebirth,
emancipation, the heart soars
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