And the little spheres held worlds intact from tales and storms; the fever sounded deepest prayer and time began to curdle such, that ere an hour would pass, or more, a thousand dreams unfurled.
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And the little spheres held worlds intact from tales and storms; the fever sounded deepest prayer and time began to curdle such, that ere an hour would pass, or more, a thousand dreams unfurled.
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