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I just came across something I did about four or five months back which I was surprised to feel not entirely out of place here, now. Trevor Speaking of What Has Happened always some huge unseen alters in the world between each flicker and the next consequent apprehension comes not like an autopsy whose subject should be dead but through divisions of the living breath that is one whole from first cry to the end though it accelerates or slows by turn grows clear or close or dull or fine mastering like a weather the exposed attention shivering after makes report it rained was sunny for a while then came a storm