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XIX
 Light

"Can you imagine? As an artist would say, instead of seeing a work of art through distinct perspectives, the work of art is seeing you in distinct perspectives because, yes, in a way, You are a work of art."

- The Author, Chapter XVIII "Light"

“The Child is the father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety.”


-My Heart Leaps Up When I Behold, William Wordsworth 

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