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After the forms of my fathers truth (which) I have sought an ordering of this weary world and untold embers of that wilderness that slumbers, giant, in mankinds whole this animal, I, yearning salamander for the flame deep in the familiar of my soul.

After the forms of my fathers truth (which) I have sought an ordering of this weary world and untold embers of that wilderness that slumbers, giant, in mankinds whole this animal, I, yearning salamander for the flame deep in the familiar of my soul.

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