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dream because you can
and care because you think
You see the yellow sun imprinted on your retina you feel its orange belly sink to the horizon you smell the enormous putrefaction of archived species. There are fortunate times and unfortunate times but you have slapped fortune in her face. You have avoided all limits by magicking up a body that discounts the future and you gorge and vomit over the face of the earth and the bosom of the sea.