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               "A soft light rises from forest of lilies, lights soft nest of wax, hollows of millennial honey, from beyond Universes coming. At no time resting, a never ceasing rising. Whomever knows you, loves you and in loving you they hope that one day you will remain with us entirely." Whomever accepts to believe in you, three people will come their way. 
                "A soft light rises from forest of lilies, there is so much darkness and oblivion. Worlds have perished in the distance, what's left of their watchfulness. Specter of light, alienating strangers, nuptial, remedy, healing century after century."
                "A soft light, divine remedy, wreathing the strangers, beyond quenched Earth. Soft light of holy logos, beyond quenched Earth. Purveyor of our light and lamp, the day has put you out."
                "You are dimmer still ..."