Behold the Secret Chamber
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My flesh is made of light. Pure white light shining from the darkness of her temple.
I sit in the posture of the master and rest my eyes upon the one I love.
This is how she speaks to me.
"Arise you foolish man ... seek not the treasures of this world"
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