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The Real is not the stories and laws which we think make up reality, but the raw void that appears when those stories and laws collapse. An abyss just out of reach, forever.
and with no warning she kicked / my thigh her hoof squarely hit my wallet I felt / an old teary shame for a second telegraphing that / I will be its host for as long as I live

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