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“In my mind's eye, I'm wearing golden armor, adorned with roses, and I'm riding a winged horse, and I can feel the wind on my face, and I can smell seawater in the air, and I'm wielding an enormous electric-blue sword, which is cutting through all of the delusions, and lies, and I'm galloping, and galloping, and slicing, and slicing.”

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Book:A Room Called Earth
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