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   the
CYBER-GRIMOIRE
                        of
    .ASTRA:[*Ø]:NOT.
​

 

a place, a seeming

a weft in the folds of time

a shadow and a shape of

what is to come

water for the beloved

fire for the wicked

air for the open

earth for the untethered

that by which

in days gone by

ye called a curse

Approaches now

to free thee

    there is hope and help to come...

      ...in the time ahead.

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