and fire shall rain from the skies
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i will tell you a secret: all that which you have learned – which you have been told is impossible to this day – all of it – is a lie
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oh how little fantasy how little willingness to indulge oneself in ones own mind does the question beg ‘is that true?’
as he lay dying amongst splinters of nail his blurring vision showed the door he had tried to open for more years than he could remember