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ATLAS

It is not Atlas who carries on his shoulders the world with all its teeming life forms, its cities and citizens its poets and fools. It is the breath of life which fans the vital heat each time it cools. … Continue reading

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GOD IN DANGER?

Crumpled heap upon the floor. Stifled murmur/whisper, “Please!  Some more.” Ceiling Out is when you use Exit Door as base instead of Escape Route. DOG IN MANGER  

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