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Monday, September 28, 2020

I am made of time
and thought and hunger.
If I could douse the third,
The first two would grow stronger.
Posted by Robin Falls at 11:26 AM
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Ideas: Identity, Paths, Searching
Location: Old Quebec, Quebec City, QC, Canada

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