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From love we come, to love we go - by Vincent

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Twenty-three reflections & guiding stars.

From Howl’s Moving Castle Lord help me for I've aged yet another step closer to oblivion. Stored below are twenty-three scattered poetics for ambient magician-ing, gathered scales to weave the future beast, miniaturized worlds in amber'd drops of old. This was originally written for Twitter. If you prefer to listen, I recorded a rough voice memo: 0:00 -12:00 Audio playback is not supported on your browser. Please upgrade. 1. All my reaches for God will end in failure, which is why I must never cease doing so. 2. I'm on a quest to become an Idiot. My armoured heart guards his…

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