It really didn't matter to me even an infinitesimal trifle; if there wasn't the most optimistically Omnipotent of Sun outside my door; to timelessly consecrate every unfinished desire of mine; to the hilt of infinite infinity,
It really didn't matter to me even an inconspicuous trifle; if there wasn't the most vivaciously fathomless Sea outside my door; to unbelievably tantalize even the most evanescent cranny of my skin for an infinite more of my destined lifetimes,
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