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You opened the warp and weft of my veil, you broke through into my corridor; and you laughed, a laugh from the bottom of your heart, loud, so loud, brimming with joy; your laughter broke through from my eardrum into the chamber of my skull. And the white row of your teeth broke through from the veil of my eyelid into the chamber of my eyes. It was the depth of your presence in my corridor and in me. And then another time began, with your day and my night; a transformed time on our planet, with no need of spears and the assault of daggers, with no need of the pounding fist on my fevered forehead... Don’t go far from me, don’t let time die, don’t let the earth die. Don’t go far from me, open my aperture and laugh in my corridor, which has no secret but this: that it is the only house of your sun...