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I love LAYLAH. I lack LAYLAH. "Where is the Mystic Grace?" sayest thou? Who told thee, man, that LAYLAH is not Nuit, and I hadit? I destroyed all things; they are reborn in other shapes. I gave up all for One; this One hath given up its Unity for all? I wrenched DOG backwards to find GOD; now GOD barks. Think me not fallen because I love LAYLAH, and lack LAYLAH. I am the Master of the Universe; then give me a heap of straw in a hut, and LAYLAH naked! Amen.
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