Mole
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Magic like beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And yet we become what we behold.
And this is the magic of magic.
It is the paradox of magic - the most ephemeral perception becomes as real and solid as rock.
The truth is we become what we behold, we become our beloved. And the magic of magic is that our beloved becomes us.
And nothing becomes us more.
And this is the magic of magic.
It is the paradox of magic - the most ephemeral perception becomes as real and solid as rock.
The truth is we become what we behold, we become our beloved. And the magic of magic is that our beloved becomes us.
And nothing becomes us more.