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XXI. The Ring of Fire - The end is near, and so its shadow falls now across the floor.
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XIX. The Tree of Life - In the hole, a seed. In the seed, a fountain. In the water, a face.
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XVIII. The Sacrificial Lamb - Innocence is its own wound, and its own knife.
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XVI. The Stranged Friend - Have I not loved you enough? Have I not become despisable already?
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XII. The Whisperer - I carry words for questions still uninvented.
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XI. The Rope - Had I not lived though this, could I have became as wild?
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X. The Hands Below - When the depths of the earth reach outward, keep your secrets close.
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