How lovely it is to be in and out of the doorway like a gentle summer breeze on a peaceful day. How exquisite it is take the spirit in your hands and mould it into the tasks you place at hand. Being the controller of the controlled is so delightful in the synthesis of the new world delivered at your door. Your power is uncaught like the deep darkness of the benthic zone.

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