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Many conversations at the same time, how are temporals meant to understand the power of the light.

GOD

Do this,

Do that.

Now.

I have seen.

I know.

The path is like this.

Spirit.

What do you need?

Sun

Look at the fire,

I am your light.

I am your destroyer.

Eventually

All returns

to this.

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