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nasseropolis
nasseropolis To live forever and die often.
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Sunset

The sun had almost burned through the wick of day

and met its stuttering flame in the river.

He never found it sad, for the world was twinned by the horizon;

our dying candle a conflagrant phoenix born anew from the soot of night there.

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