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Ancient words are carved into this living document. They read:
'Curse the agony of regurgitation, Curse this this feeble flesh that still confines me! My brethren were reborn, rising from the blessed dust as fresh tendrils. Glistening capillaries to the great veins, slithering away into the sand. I will be patient. Until the next storm.'
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Ancient words are carved into this living document. They read: 'Curse the agony of regurgitation, Curse this this feeble flesh that still confines me! My brethren were reborn, rising from the blessed dust as fresh tendrils. Glistening capillaries to the great veins, slithering away into the sand. I will be patient. Until the next storm.'