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The wrinkles in my brain squirm.  My dream-within-a-dream is troubled, sinister, and violence beckons.  You knew I would seek you out, and why, and when the rivers of time converge with the shores of this reality, I shall look into the eyes I've felt watching over me my entire life for the second time.  Zion stands on the razor's edge, again, always again...Sp1r4l.

 

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