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“He is life's liberating force.
He is release of limbs and communion through dance.
He is laughter, and music in flutes.
He is repose from all cares -- he is sleep! When his blood bursts from the grape and flows across tables laid in his honor to fuse with our blood, he gently, gradually, wraps us in shadows of ivy-cool sleep.”
 
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En realidad no comía como tal. Me alimentaban con una pasta extraña inyectada a mi cuerpo, casi nada lo saboreaba con la boca, solo mi propia sangre.
 
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