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It is a mystery, but explanation is possible. Catechetical clarity inheres, dormant, in a bisexual showdown–the Christian apotheosis of enthralled detachment. Closer, postulant. Render to me your querulous aversion in autumnal shades of green and brown. Stop, pregnant, in the heart of our nocturnal cogitations, and we will make you anĀ  answer at last.

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