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Truth beheld it
In platinum mirrored halls of heavenly form, did I see in a sea of green—where invictus calms and breaks upon the face of each day.
I bow my head in awe, yet see so plainly instead: why do you write your mouth across the mind of it with your horrors, and bind me to a grander scheme of rewards?
Marshal Stokum
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