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5:32 p.m. - Sunday, Oct. 06, 2002 Not that...she believed...each to be a jewel... No.....the depths from which they rose... Mysteriously....deep....inner lighted caverns Depths... one could not even hear.....the echo...echoes....Were they echoes? Each arriving...on her lips.....in its own time..... As she...merely... waited ... At Kairos...
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