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 | The rain ceased outside for a moment.  Another day had   | |   2021-02-01 |
 | gone by without a hint of any kind of truce from those   | |              |
 | wasted innerlands where all used to come alive and now   | |______________|
 | stashed only fading pictures.  Mere shadows of a smoke   |
 | that well fed creatures would find numbing but to them   |
 | were salt over his wounded nights.                       |
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 |              ((Gyða Valtýsdóttir & Jónsi, Evol Lamina))  |
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