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On Clocks
I dreamt my way into the secret behind all clocks and calendars. I stood amazed against a black backdrop, watching the most obscure patterns align themselves into the master weave. It was all a lie, of course - no mere mortal is wise enough to understand what mystery dwells there, behind the insistent seconds and monolithic months. At least not while we are awake.


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