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like the stillnessin the still imaginative hour of an unmade thing.Like the empowermentin the now-deaths in me. There is morelifethan life seems happy to carry. There is morethan afterlives, curtains, and exits. There is morethan the space you call majestic. There is moregreenthan the green your eyes get to eat. There is more