Reason. It is for no great reason that I try to explain what it is that offers no delight and yet remains needed. As if to ignore this passing sense would leave all as nothing. It does not touch. It simply weaves soft light in strands between moments of perception And changes from illusion to... Sign in to see full entry.
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