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2 years ago

Sanctity, like beauty-the glare of an elusive world-a flock of butterflies, soaring from under your feet. A flash of gold, white, silver, orange, seasoned with grass, heat, and chirping, lasts for a couple of moments, but memories warm for years. And catch just one butterfly, and all the splendor will shrink into an ugly insect with bulging eyes and a thick furry body. Call something Holy, let the crowds go to it,and it will die, leaving only a couple of pollen-stained wings.

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