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When there is night within a dayWhen there is night within a day
People will cry “the end.
However one will see
That this happens every day
When the sun sets
And when the stars begin to shine
This is what is called twilight
Night and day together as one
This is the end
In a way it is true
However it is also the beginning
For night that is
But I must claim
Night may be darkness
But it is not evil
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Viracocha melts waters unlike those it rose from, making waves of out of metal oceans to overtake the current south, re-steel, re-take, tech-mechs the entire south into neo-Machu Picchu, cyberpunk music moulding, reshaping old society into an new age, iron dynasty, fresh coat for an old, ancient look. The coattails of Quetzalcoatl if he were a modern man pull together the merge of future and long passed past..techno temples and the like.
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