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The wind from the sea brought the smell of salt
and freedom

And it was nice not to have to Just being
.
decide I wasn't lying . .
I just didn't say
.
what was not said .
Ever that would happen in our this
,
"
"
.
ythi
ng t a h t " - " ,
cannot be
And that cannot be
.
And what cannot be . cannot be either

Perched on the moon, I gave myself away
,
,
to thoughts of the Lost Kingdom ,
.
I decided it was time to tell Sigma .
who I really was in those days when , ,
:

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