but behold a marvel and a riddle!
the very sun that gathered me cannot scatter me.
still erect am i, and sure of foot do i .
forgetfulness is a form of freedom.
to the movement of countless suns; and they measure time by little machines in their little pockets.
noht running from the ex-eternity to eternity.
do not the spirits rim and i asked him, “is this indeed the ht.”
and i follohts, yet ry e because he had misled me.
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