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... wareness—like dawn touching the edges of all things at once.
The Infinite did not command this bloom; it was the bloom. Every heartbeat in every realm, every flicker of thought, every sigh of wind was its pulse, its song, its laughter continuing.
Creation no longer arose as something new, nor as something old—it arose as now.The eternal present stretched and shimmered, alive with infinite possibilities, each one humming softly with the same essence: love remembering itself throug ...
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