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1315 Which is the best—the Moon or the Crescent? Neither—said the Moon— That is best which is not—Achieve it— You efface the Sheen. Not of detention is Fruition— Shudder to attain. Transport's decomposition follows— He is Prism born. Edited by Peter Carter
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