fall supplicant, then,
into the beating heart of paradox;
for only in the binding
of reality
and mystery
will you find truth.
?
it burns in your hand
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fall supplicant, then,
into the beating heart of paradox;
for only in the binding
of reality
and mystery
will you find truth.
?
Litany||of|the||Lost 
Amen
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