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I imagine the voices of angels singing precisely like this.
Their voices expand and fill multiverses, lifeless and alive, alike.
Their beauty is uncanny and every note encircles worlds upon worlds.
As long as I surprise myself with unknown communicants, I continue.
Angels, you have given me life for a night of beauty and mystery.
Angels, we have given you our love, the terrible love of all things
alive, as well.

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