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Risen from a tumultuous sea of nervous excitement formed by precipitation fallen from a cloud of defiled virtue and launched into boundless space by an incandescent idea of selfless love ungraspable by language, glide toward the center of a smoke-bisected parallelogram consisting of two perfectly congruent groups of golden orioles facing in opposite directions whose small bodies inhabited by heavenly spirits have been stamped upon the pale blue skin of the sky by the invisible hand of God.