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The rear 山（複） swallow the 地平線. They have the 形 of a phoneme-waveform, a vowel caught in a 空 throat, a warning sigh meant to waken you to an alertness which, in the middle of your worry, will allow you to see the setting 太陽 colors prism'd by the mineral contour of the eroding 山 slopes, bright 光 shining here at the edge of 空間／宇宙 and Humanity's immortal empire of breath. |
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