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| rdfs:label | - A lamentation in the style of the Celestials
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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] There was something beautiful. But without the warmth of the Surface, the love was never going to flourish. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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| Success description | - Love flourishes in the sunlight. It blooms in sleepy, tangled mornings. [...] Later, you discover the Illustrated Composer's notebook [...] a sketch of you, and a verbatim transcript of your words, circled thrice. What is going on?
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| Description | - There was something beautiful. But without the warmth of the Surface, the love was never going to flourish.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] There was something beautiful. But without the warmth of the Surface, the love was never going to flourish. [Find the rest of the story at ] __NOEDITSECTION__
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