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imagine
senescing
inside amber honey
biding the millennia,
imagine
dwelling
in the glow of suns
the echo of moons,
preserved. unchanging.
embraced for eternity,
imagine
reflecting
the birth of all time
in the numen of amber
wooing
sages with loupes
enamored by eons.
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