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... ost felt like an illusion.
The universe before him was like a painting, and the heavenly bodies it held were precious memories that had been carefully drawn on its canvas.
Sometimes it was impossible to describe a sensation thoroughly alien to you, whatever he was feeling presently, he had never felt it before. And he found something new about himself at this time… That he was beginning to love this feeling.
The prospect of being in one place, then another in a blink of a ...
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