Who would dare to go nameless in so secure a universe?
Yet, to tell the truth, only the nameless are at home in it.
Yet, to tell the truth, only the nameless are at home in it.
They bear with them in the center of nowhere the unborn flower of nothing:
This is the paradise tree. It must remain unseen until words end and arguments are silent.
This is the paradise tree. It must remain unseen until words end and arguments are silent.
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